Evening star., 1922-12-18

I spheres. The Englishman seated
himself again as IL nothing had hap
sat and glowered at him.
Who is that man?" he asked
present.. pointing q lean forefinger
at his l&te opponent.
| Marie shrugged her plump shoul-
"I've never seen him here before.
He looks to me like an Engl!shman."
With renewed interest the youth
studied the distant figure. hate
smouldering in his black eyes.
So he was one Of tho nation who
who had insulted him.
But. for all his hatred OF the Eng
lishman. reluctantly he admired his
coolness and his clothes.
! The world had enlarged for Annette
LIE Breton son since his first ex-
| perience with the English.
On escaping from Barclay with the
remaining handful of the defunct
| Sultan's following, he had returned
| to FL Ammeh. At the age OF fourteen
its recognized ruler.
me boy was not lacking in sense.
| peieat at the hands Of both British
ana French made him decide to give
up what had been the late sultans
chiei source Of income-naraudlng
| WIN a wisdom beyond his years,
/ Caslm Ammeh. as he was now al.
ways called. decided to go in for
trading; and before many years had
passed he saw it was a better pay
ing game than marauding, despite its
lack of excitment.
| Ihen he extended his operations
| mere We're always caravans com
ing to his desert city, and ere.,
demand for articles that came froI,
the Europe his mother had toid
him of 'o'"
| WIN one or two of his principa,
merchants he went down to St. Louis
a.. nc oio not &" as the Sultan CaSiin
Ammeh' that name was too wtlj
known to the French rovernme,,
seao .s ne went under the name his
| Inotner used to call him. Haoul 10
! nre.oh- And under that name he
oprhed store in ST. LOUIS
| was new generation in the
.o"h since his real fathers day. ana
! tne name reused no commrn. -
| was an ordinary French one /, <,
LOUIS there were quite a f.y b.if
oreco french-Arabs. as -n,. ,n,,,h
prpseo ,Sadins nm, himself to he, living and
FI,Iihs under European names
| MS business ventures were so .,,
ssslu s.a mat he opened several more
! stores at various points betwean =,
u.haroh ano ms own capital: but tho
W., J,a uap1uts of his own city he did
no. oiVulge to strangers.
Al sixteen it had seemed 70
! hoy that st. Louis was the buh 'ne ne
ivy. .h.eise: Univ but at eighteen a cray
,Hs mat amounted to nostalgia drove
MN 1urther afeld-to Paris
! nHa no went in Arabian garments.
lor he was intensely proud Of hi:
sultanship and the desert tiurdn NJ ms
ne ruled with undisputed swav
10 his surprise, he felt wonder
iuiIy at home in his mothers cir,
h.d 1ai. .eei as strange as st. Louis
naa I;s felt. but more as If he had once
about il. ioi sot'eh
He had been a couple of d.vs !,
rar1s. wandering at will. when on
inc second evening his wanderinps
nad brought him in contact with
marie Hamon. She was by no means
the @ nrst Of her sort to accost him.
descended to take any notice Of. She
mad smiled at him as. aloof and
naughty. he had stalked along the
| boulevard st. Michel. and had fallen
into step beside him. He had looked
AZ ner IN peculiar manner that was
ne mad not shaken her off,
| She had suggested they should
nave dinner together. and he had
fallen in with her suggestion; not
exactly with alacrity. but as If he
wanted to study the girl further.
! VI al ueF pump pFettlneES and pro-
fession. there was a shrewd, sensible
| air about her. Afterwards, at her in
stigation, they had repaired to the
| cabaret.
| AS the youth continued to scoul at
the distant Englishman, with the idea
Of preventing further trouble. Marie
| tried to get his mind on other mat
ters.
'casim. let's have a dancer" she
suggested.
Il can afford to pay for hired dane
| ers, so why should posture for the
benefit Of others?" ho asked scorn-
| fully.
She Uttered.
Well; &c. me another drink :n-
He beckoned a waiter and gave a
curt order. However. he did not touch
the cheap champagne himself In
| stead. he kept strictly to coffee.
! Have a drop of cognac in it to
| cheer you up bit,' Marie said You
| make me feel as if were at a
I funeral"
I'm q Mohammedan, and strong
| drink is forbidden"
You are the limit: I shouldn't
| quarrel with the good things Of this
| life even II I were q Mohammedan.'
by my religion women have no
souls" he replied in a voice that
| spoke volumes.
! But Marie was not easily abashed