Evening star., 1922-12-30
"A Son of the Sahara
A Modem Story of the Desert

tcspyrish. 1s2a. BY Ii. Macau,

against the dark night.
Evidently fGy ne vas he on wns in
shown into the cabin where he had
had his previous interview with her:
and with the feeling that things
would so his way. II he had but a lit
tie patience: virtue he had never
been called upon to exercise where a
woman was concerned.
LIE Breton's feelings as he stayed
on in tho pretty cabin would be diff
flcult to describe. Everything was
redolent OF the girl, touching his
heart with fairy fingers. a heart he had
hardened against her.
But. as he waited there. he despised
himself for even having momentarily
contemplated letting woman come
between him and his cherished ren-
geance.
Once in Africa Sir George Barclay
would prove an easy and unsuspect-
ing prey. According to custom. the
governor should tour his province.
That tour would bring him within
500 miles OF LIE Breton's desert king
dom. The latter intended to keep
movements. And he knew exactly the
spot where he would wait for the
governor and his suite-the spot
where sixteen years before the Sultan
Casim Ammeh had been shot.
He. Le Breton. would walt near
there with a troop Of his Arab SOL
diers. Unsuspecting. the governor
would walk into q trap. The whole
party would be captured with a com
pleteness and unexuectedness that
happened. With his prisoners he
would sweep back to the desert.
Once in El-Ammeh. the daughter
should be sold as slave IN the pub
lie market to become the property
of any Arab or negro chief who ran
her sold. Eut he should not be killed
afterwards He should live on to
brood over his childs' fate-a torture
worse than any death
"Put your ear quite close. It's not
A matter that can be shouted from
the house tops"
Like a sign from the sea. the echo
OF Pansy's voice whispered IN his
ear, a breath from his one night IN
heaven. -
had stihed love-vengeance he had
waited sixteen years FOR.
He glanced round with set, cold
face.
i seemed to him., him no .nd other dssipaSIe wemss
as the girl entering.
Pansy was wearing a tioupeed dress
of some soft pink silky material thas
spread around her like the petals OF
flower. The one great danndrnn daamDno
In the heart Of a half-blown rose.
On seeing her Le Breton caught has
breath sharply. This girl the dauEn-
ter Of his; fathers murderer! THIS
lovely alf-blown English rose! "hae
q trick Fate had played him!
Then. ashamed OF his monlentary
crsying, he faced her. a cruel smile
on his lips
There was a brief silence.
Pansy looked at him. thinking sne
had never seen him SO hanosomie' 20
proud, so aloot. SO hard as now; ne
stood watching her coldly with no
word of welcome, no greeting on MS
lips ~ .,a he
said none Of the things -ad pansy for was
"Why did you tell me your name
was Iangham?" he asked In a per-
emptory manner ,o-o5
ut is Langham." ehe answered.
with some surprise. Civ
"Hoy is it, then, that you Say oiA
c.orea barclay Is your father?
"He Is my father. Langham was
my godfather's name. my own secono
nanne' had to take II when ! IN.
herited his money. That was HIS oA0
There was a hurt look IN Pansys
soft ewes as she watched Le Breton.
Al he looked back at her a hungry
rieam came to his hard ones. -,
what have you learned ABOUT INC
he demanded presently.
"That you're half Arab.
He had almost expected her 70 say
cha had discovered he was the sultan
Casim Ammeh. her own and her
fathers sworn enemy.
rs that all?" he asked Win SAY
IT'S Quite enough to account for
Pansy replied.
gwen for your coming into my
arms and letting me kiss and caress
you" he said. with biting sarcasm
Pansy flushed.
II didn't know anything about you
then. And you know ! didn't" she
said with indignation.
"Or you wouldn't have listened to
a word Of love from me-"
Much as he tried a,sp to ha.e her he see oeuid @
not keep the word "love'' of his lips
Pansy felt she was not shining
She wanted to apologize, put ne
seemed determined to be disagree
able. What was saai,n. more. snH S1;ta hau auite
. different man from the Raoul Le !
Rreton who had won and broken her
heart within a week. She put II
down to her own treatment OF nln'
and it made her ali the more a1s an1
Gus foran understanding. She could
nos nat ' hard. cruel way, as II she were
,is mortal enemy-eome one VINO nAo
IA niured him past all forgiveness
"It's not that ! want to talk ABOUT |
It all" she said desperaeei;y;, II ;s,t about
hemp he asked, his cruel smile deep
nv az want to say how sorry I am that
was angry with you that night.
But / ! didn't know you were
Pansy stopped before she got deep
she was going to say "a colored
nan" but with him standing before
ler. her lips refused to FORM the
words. a.,,S >.>
":A niger. Don't spare my feel
nrs. Tve had 1t cast up At mo De-
.ore by you English"
"You know I Wouldn't say ahyenIhs
% cruel and untrue
Again there was silence.
LIE breton watched her. torturinS
himself with tho thought OF what
night have been.
If you'd kept your word. yeu.d
be my wife nov. cas,,1Y the Wife OF
"6on't be SO cruel. I never thought
you'd be like this" she cried, her
voice full Of pain.
"And I never thought you would
break your word.
I'm any case. couldn't have mar
she said. goadsd out !
of all patience by his unfriendly at
titude.
Religion Is nothing to me nova
lays. I was quite prepared to change
70 yours"
would be your your wives to
consider"
II have no wife by my religion or