The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1919-02-16

robe and found something that fitted her.
and when the crew disembarked she went
ashore, her bandages and instruments I'm
bag which was slung to the pommel Of
the saddle of her camel
Adventure beckoned, but more signih-
cant, yonder somewhere beyond the rocks
and sands was Alan, who had never want
ed anybody but her and never could want
anybody else" The fact that Amneh had
gone forward with him didn't seem to
matter now. She knew what Alan was
the soul Of chivalry-kind and gentle to
this helpless little "Pekingese pup" be-
cause 1t was his nature to be tender to any
being who was helpless and in distress
AS to Amneh-why shouldn't she adore
him? She would be blind II she didn't.
Thus you will note the cleansing grace
OF humility and tears. All that Connie
seemed to care about now was to reach
Alan and ask his forgiveness for her heed
lessness, Jealousy and suspicion that had
held her alOOf and made her seem In his
eyes the paltry thing that she was. But
his steadfastness, his love for her had
even surmOunted that! And he had gone
on during all these weeks silent, patient,
hopeless Of the happiness that she had had
1t In her power to grant by a spoken word
or written one.
To take his dismissal like a man. with
out complaint-like the good sportsman
that he was-that he had always been
this was Alan. Why hadn't she known
there, in the hotel garden, that Il was the
fear Of hoping again for her that wouldn't
let him believe, or let him see, the love
that was in her eyes? Dear, adorable, art
less Arcadian! And she had feared fur
Their to lower her pride by an honest con-
fesston to this man whom she had sent
away to his suffering alone!
She swallowed a sob that came yelling
up again. but no one seemed to notice
She was very small, very unimportant
1nteger Of this company faring forth into
the mOOnlit desert
In spite of the many jokes that passed
among the men as they mounted their m.
familiar beasts in their strange costumes
she could see that they were all wen aware
of the seriousness Of their mission, but,
as always with youth and strength. ad-
venture fascinated. She could feel II, too.
the call OF the silent desert which hid the
mystery they were to solve.
Her blood grew warm again with thu
thought OF action. She touched the handle
OF the automatic in her belt and was thank.
full that Alan had once taught her to shoot
at the target in the orchard. Captain
Hoagland need not fear. She would not
be burden to them. But the ride seemed
to drag on interminably, Impatiently she
rode past the sailor who was escortfnR 4
her and Joined Captain HOagland and Daw
son, who had ridden upon, a slight eleya-
ton and were surveying the road which
lay before them.
It was decided that the main body n
the men should dismount here for a sbor I
rest while captain Hoagland and Dawson
went on as far as the village to recon
nottre. HOagland wanted her tn remain
but she insisted on going on with them
Under his burnus Dawson watched her
narrowly. his lips working into a slow
smile. Like Hoagland, he hadn't been sure
OF the propriety Of her coming with them
until aware that she had set her mind ON
II. Hoagland shook his head when she
explained that she was joining the recon-
noitering party and rode on without a
word, but when he turned his head he
found that she was just behind him riding
with Dawson.
1T seems as though we'd been out for
hours' dawson. she was saying. How
long is it until DAWN"
"A good two hours, I'd say. Miss Con-
stance"
But why need we wait? It seems ter.
rible to be tagging here when even now
Mr.. Jessup may be needing help"
Don't worry, Miss" returned Dawson
easily. Mr.. Jessup will come through safe
enough"
She had learned something of AIan's
new faith in his Wallets precedence and the
quiet tone comforted her greatly.
what is to be done now, Dawson?" she
asked after a moment
when we reach village somewhere
hereabouts I'm going on alone. Miss"-
"Dawson"-she began impetuousIv
Begin your pardon, Miss Constance"
ne cut in firmly. 'Mr. Jessup would like.
| think, for you to stay with Captain Hoag.
and. It's no work that you can do I'm
going on afoot'-
But / can go afoot, too"
Not with me you can't, Miss-beggin'
your pardon" he said, respectfully. ann
'nly Mr.. Jessup's man, Miss, and it's not
ieemly Tor me 10 be givin' orders to thu
likes Of you. But-this is a mans joD,
Aiss-a mans job-and, If you please.
you're to stay behind"
His words were a command Had he
Uttered them on the decks of the Turkana
he would have known what to do. Here
the desert she only looked at him a
moment and then bowed her head in ac-
uiescence. Where she Lad succeeded in
lefying Captain Hoagland, Dawson. the
alet, was master. And when they reached -
he tiny village he proceeded to put their
Ian into practice, and leaving his camel
With Captain Hoagland went up the cara
an trail and was lost in the shadows Of
he night.
Constance sat upon her camel gazing on
n the direction Dawson had gone and the
naction weighed upon her heavily. Any
anger into which they might run could be
o worse than this period of waiting-for
that? Captain Hoagland told her that
his was the rendezvous and that il luck
-as with Mr.. Jessup he or Daoud Effendi