The Washington times., 1922-12-24

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to be sufficiently serious business
serious enough to justify him
taking what Of romance and ad-.
venture Egypt now offered him
dubious though he knew it to be.
That, then, was al of Sais.
Trudging steadily towards the
main camp, he thought these things
over and his decision seemed good
to him--even though he was rather
wistfully conscious that there
might have been an alternatives
cooler, cleaner, sweeter choice, and
yet not devoid Of the passion which
youth demands as . right. Had
that cool, lovely woman Mrs.
Lammarsh only been. free from the
bonds which, he suspected had
long become irksome to her. . very
different vista might have opened
. itself before his minds eye. He
might have weighed the possibility.
even the hope, Of love and mar
riAge with her against the, certainty
Of halcyon days with Sais. 4
But that did not arise. There
was no problen,--or il there had
been, the existence Of the husband,
Charles Lammarsh, solved It hor
fore Il arose.
iFor, young though he was, DiGk
Marchurst, had not failed to senas
the purity Of spirit which forsvsf
rendered any secret intrigue Ina.
pss6ible for Louise Lammarsh.
II take what the gods ofer"--
he said, pressing forward.
He looked up with littls tart
- El Addar came up.
"Sary' ~"
The big nesro's voice .sps un.
easy.
whats the matter?"
The headman pointer with his
rife across the sandy waste which,
since they had left the wooded
region south Of them, they were
now traversing.
"Arabs, sarv' he said.
Marchurst halted. His little
company Of Ave men, exclusive Of
himself and the Abyssinian, had
drawn together and stood" in
little group behind him. He
glanced At them and saw that they
were ccwed and frightened. He
noticed thst half-consciously as his
glance passed over them to the
rear, where, some distance away,
rode perhaps q dozen or fifteen
white-robed figures, hunched upon
riding camels. They were tod ~
for him u dissMsuish VIII &hsr
they were armed bttt,,.n novice in
the desert though he Vwas, he Knew
that these white riders 81 the sands
were not peaceful ., o"l q,
They were sppafdoaaseHfng slowly.
A startled srunt1 fforh the Rsad-
man drew his eyes from these
distant riders. The huge black was
staring away to thsir right, his
eyes cleaning, his wide, thick tips
curled back, his immense nostrils
distended.
A second band of those white
clad, almost ghostly, figunss was
visible on their flank also, seeming
to waver through the increasing
shimmer Of sand heat and glare.
He heard the slap of the heavy
rifle rolling in the hollow of the
negros arm, hard as iron and
shining like black ivory, as El
Addar whirled abruptly to stare
westwards.
Here, too, lowering at the same
distance from them was q third
party Of Arabs.
"El Addar, we're surrounded
except for our front" said March.
urst. "What are they?( Friend.
lies?" =.
The white teeth Of the negro
glistened as he answer, with con.
temptuous flick Of his huge head
at the Ave hearers.
'"They know, sar," he said, and
jerked his head from side to side,
glaring across the sands.
"Band Of raiders, sar. All the
Emirs did not 60 to Paradise At
Omdurman or at Umm Dabrekat.
BY God, sar-we are dead men II
we fight them"
His great black fingers curled
and hdgetted lovingly about the
breach and grip Of the heavy