, 1922-11-21

IVX nnd floor. and she entered
her apartment with the
maid. She took her her hat. went
TO the window and sa. DOWN. She
leaned on her elbows. looking out,
her face in her hands. her heavy hair
falling over her thin blue.veined fling.
ers.
The maid came with excited re
monstrance. Madame must go at
once 10 bed. The doctor had ordered
st. Madame was taking a chance
with her life. Her lungs would con.
Eeet. III would die Immediately
In spite of the dry atmosphere there
wns a certain dampness from the Nile
at evening.
But the woman gave no attention.
She set quite motioniess. looking
town at the man on the gray Arab,
at the edge of tire Place Esbekiya.
She could sec mis- the white helmet.
n firm shoulders the nervous horse.
and he sun In the street beneath 1t.
Size could not see the mans face. but
she knew the features of it.
For some days he had been a dis.
tinguished figure in the city. Under
the visor of the helmet she could
reconstruct the face. with those do
minsting eyes OF sword-plade. and the
features that in repose seemed mod
eled e iron.
And there arose IN her an appalling
sense OF loss-a CHASTITY sense OF hav-
ing been trapped anc cheated. Here
was the destiny for which she was
born nto the world. and she had
been turned another way into the
pit. All, Cod II she had on.y chad
this bronze wall behind her, how far
n how wonderfully she would have
gonel
Meanwhile the riot II sound and
color poured along the Street Kamel
Pasha. drif:ed across the Place Esbe
k,ya, and entered the Rue Muski or
TIE way TO the Tombs OF the Caliphs.
Now and then. one, exhausted, drop
ped out OF the mad current n fol-
in the street, swathed in his bur
moose like a corpse.
The whole quaro OF the Place Els
bekiya was soSn with these mo
tionless figures.
Suddenly, far off In the border of
the garden OF the E~sbekiya a gaunt
figure arose from among these ghRst'
~ groups, as In a garden of the dead
Ia creature infinitely old. matted
with hair and naked under his bur
moose. He extended his arm, and his
voice drifted with the vague vino
northward as from the desert. II
came TO the man sitting the gray
Arab as from a remote distance; a
voice carried on the wave crest OF
innumerable sounds: a long. wailing
desert cry, weird, Gerry, the words
slurred over and blurred.
20 Sirdarl I will give it to you .
I will give It to you. And may 81
cruelty your soul!'
The voice traIled Off IN q thin, in
dIstinguishahle whine, and h ema
cIated creature sank down under his
burnoose.
The man looked MP Int about hirr
like one who hears a whispering ir
the ely. Then he turned his horst
and ode on slowly in the wake Of
the procession. He followed 1t cas-
into the Rue Musk.
The horse picked its way along
careful TO avoid the exhausted mad
men who lay everywhere. The ridei
gave the horse no attention. He rod
with the reins slack In his fingers.
AZ III 4NGO NAathA 49,
Neuve, h horse. to avoid a came
stepped on the caftan OF an exhaust
ed dervish. lying in a heap like ;
relaxed lead man. The hoof barely
touched the garment, but the drug
crazeo creature beneath 1t suddenl,
rolled over and buried hIs teeth IL
the horses leg above h fetlock. i
was .he quick. savage lunge of ar
Infatuated dog. The horse bolted. and
to keep him from going headlong into
the crowd. the rider turned him into
a side street.
But he could not master the mad
dened horse. The beast was wild
the iron bit clamped into its jaws al
IL cemented in:o n stone. As though
infected by a virus. the horse wa,
now as crazed as the drug drunken
dervish. Nevertheless. the horse did
not get away.
He fought down the narrow stree
and went out through the native quar-
ter of tho city. bu: the rider con
trolled him and. but for an accident
would nave got him. in hand. a
waterskin had broken in the street
and when the plunging horse strucl
the wet earth he fell.
The thing all happened in a flash
AMI the man was thrown out Of th'
saddle. AS he arose a native servant
in livery. handed him his helmet
which mad rolled into a neighborinE
doorway. A motor-car had stopped
and a woman was out IN the street
beside him
oh" she cried. are you hurt7'
The voice had the soft liquid tones
OF some southern country.
He WAS no: In h least hurt and
he hastened to say It..
The car was now and smart-ths
sort of wonderful thing one sees a
IL in the Rue de La Patx- hi wo
man was extremely young, a me11