Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1919-09-02

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hands across the table, holding them
in both Of hers.
See she added. nudging Fiji with
her shoulder, both of them born
under the Dark Star! 1t is war they
shall live to see-war"
Under I'll Dark Star, Erik" re-
'eated the other girl, looking close
is war ,nere!
And death?" inquired sengour
gaily. Il don't care. if l can lead
a sotnla up Achi-Baba and twist the
outlet of tie Padisha before 1 say
Fifi-Nini!
The gypsies searched his palm with
intent and brilliant gaze.
'Zut"' said Fiji. ''Je ne vols rien
que d'Pamour ct la guerre aux
danes!
Ten fails pas" laughed Sengoun.
Il ask no further favor of For
tune I'll manage my regiment my
self And. listen to NE Fiji he
added will a frightful frowr If the
come back and beat ynG as though
Jou were married to a I'ur *
While they still explored his palm,
whispering together at intervals
,SenSOun caught the chorus of the
air which the orchestra was playing,
End sang it Justify and with intense
pleasure to himself.
Neeland, unquiet to discover how
much these casual strangers knew
about his own and intimate affairs.
had become silent and almost glum.
But the slight gloom which invad-
ed him came from resentment to-
ward those people who had followed
him from Brookhollow to Paris, and
who. in the very moment of victory,
had snatched that satisfaction from
him.
He thought of Kestner and O.
Bresl3l of Scheherazade. and the
terrible episode in her state
Except that h had seize1 the box
in the Broolzhollow house, tn e was
nothing in his subsequent conduct on
which he could plume himself. He
could not congratulate himself on
his wisdom: sheer luck had carried
him through as far as the rue Soleil
cious fortune which sometimes con-
voys the stupid, fatuous and astig-
matte.
Then he thought of Roe Care v.
And, in his bosom, an intense desire
to distinguish himself began to
burn.
If there were any way on earth to
trace that accursed box
He turned abruptly and looked at
the two gipsies, who had relinquish-
ed Sangoun's hand and who were
still conversing together in low
tones while Sangoun beat time on
the jingling table top and sang joy
ously at the top of his baritone
voice:
"Eh, zoum-zoum-zoum!
Boum-boum-houm
Here's to the Artillery
Gaily riding by!
Fetch me a distillery.
Let me drink it dry
Fill me full of sillery!
Here's to the artillery!
Zoum-zoum-zoum
Boum-boum-bou
Eff"
"M'sieu?"
You You're 50 clever s;; Where is that
"Pouf!" giggled Fiji. "on its way
to Berlin, pardie!"
That's easy to say. Tell me
something more expensive"
Mini said. surprised:
what we know is free to Prince
Erlik's friend. Di you think we sell
to RusSianS?'
II don't know anything about you
or where you get your information"
said Neeland. 81 suppose you're IN
the secret service of the Russian
government"
Mon ami. Nilan." said Fiji. smil-
ing, 1--WE should feel lonely outside
the secret service. Few in Europe
are outside-few in the world. fewer
in the half-world. IS for us Til
games, who belong to neither. the
secret to sell for siI piece
but not to Russians in the moment
of peril! Or to their COM
rades. What do you desire to
know. comrade?"
"Anything," he said simply, that
m might help me to regain what
And what do you suppose" ex-
black eyes very wide. Did you i'm
agine that nobody was paying any
attention to what happened in the
Mini laughed.
The word flew as fast as the
robbers taxicab. How many thou
sand secret friends to the triple en-
tente do you suppose knew of it half
an hour hour after after it happened? From
the Point du Jour to Clarendon, from
the Bots to the Bievre, the word
flew. Every taxicab, omnibus, sa-
pin, every bateau-mouche, every train
that left any terminal was watched
Five embassies and legations were
lance; hundreds of cafes, bars, res
taurants. hotels; all the theaters,
gardens, cabarets, brasseries.
Your pigs of Apaches are not ne
elected, va! But, to my idea, they
got out of Paris before we watchers
tomobile. perhaps-perhaps by rail
God knows" said the girl. looking
absently at the dancing which had
begun again. But if we ever lay
our eyes on Minna Mint, We wear
toys in our carriers which will GER
tainly persuade her to take little
After Silence. Neeland said:
rs Minna Mint then so. we'll
knodn?"
Not at the Opera Comique," re-
Piled Fiji with a shrug, but since
IAN artistic. that woman!" added
Mini. why deny it? 1t appear RS
that she has twisted more than one
red button out of a broadcloth coat"
She'll get the Seraglio medal for
this days work" said Fiji.
cor the croiX-de-fer," added Mini.
All, zut! She annoys me-"
Did you ever hear of a place
Jailed the Cafe des Bulgars?" asked
Neeland, care1essly.
pes"
What sort of place is it?"
Like any other"
quite respectab1e?''
Perfectly" said Mini, smiling.
One drinks good beer there
Munich beer" added Fiji
''Thcn it is watChcd?" asked Nee
land y
"AlI German cafes are watched.
Otherwise. it is not suspected"
Sengoun, who had been listening.
shook his ad There's nothing to
interest US at the Cafe des Bull
CARS" he said. Then he summoned
2 waiter and pointed tragically at
the empt-- ~"h1ets.
Go 3 corttE1edl