Evening star., 1923-01-06

THE EVENING !
. burning lust kept sleep at bay and
beast into the desert hoping that
there relief might be found.
But for him none was 10 be had
Ths blue of the sky was like the
eyes of ths giri. he. had lost Her
skin had rivaled the stars In it's pur-
Of Of his ssusiid home noeSsd % him. % Il
wfs Sus sGds9 rs. shs 80 .issn ass hii ,S., A ou,a
be his. Now! This night His, 10
hold within his arms-that milk
white maid! ,.5 - 80 : - 4.
He Hung his arms out to the night.
then strained them across hts chest
desar Seauss ss sSaS %aaiS IL n Miein aes f HI.
grip. His to crush and caress. Hisi.
The thought was torture :.
Curse htnal Curse himl Curse
him" he cried aloud to the mocktnS'
Then he stretched srimy paws to-
ward q voiceless heaven.
Allah, give him into my hands. the
sultan casim Ammeh. who has rob-
That milk-white maid houH OF
who are his enemies To those who
would break him, as he has broken
n,ssr. me Surely Ina man $50 80 mighty hsy hIn has
There are always kings ready, to
make war on other kings. Allah.
most high. let me find them. Allah.
most meroifui. grant my prayer. Like
to the east. the west, the north. the
south--until hnd them--his enemies
Then will deliver him unto their
hands"
feather merchant against his sultan;
the prayer of a man whom. In his
wealth and power and arrogance,
Casim Anameh had not considered;
But one which was to bear fruit.
CHAPTER XIV.
Giving. no thought to, the grimy
wretch out there In the desert. the
sultan was seated In one of the deep.
open galleries of his palace. Some
ten feet below a garden sighed, and
the soft wind that wandered in and
out of the fretted arches was ladened
with the scent OF a thousand flowers.
Close at hand fountain whispered.
and from the distance came the gen
tie lap of the lake. .. :
However. he noticed none Of these
things There was something of far
greater interest close beside him.
Among the cushions of q wicker
lounge Pansy lay. her head pillowed
on silk and down, q worn look still
on her face.
Night had fallen before she avoke
from her drugged slumber. She had
found La Breton still beside her, and
the room full OF the soft glow OF
| shaded lamps.
once she. was fully awake he had
J la
She had dined in the gallery. The
rooted terrace was lighted by the
glow coming from the two rooms be-
other gorgeously appointed salon.
But at the end OF these two rooms
an iron grille went across the gal
lery, stopping all further investiga-
tions.
When LIE Breton came he found
Pansy on the terrace. Once he was
| seated, she told him what had hap
pened to her fathers party. Then
| che went back to the beginning: six.
/ teen years before, with the story OF
the youthful sultan; but she did not
mention that she had been wounded
\ and III for fear of having to meet q
host OF anxious inquiries;
/ When she finished, all he said was:
well, ! suppose the sultan has his
\ point OF view. since II appears your
| father, was responsible for the death
"But il was my fathers duty to
I condemn him. He would hate doing
II. for he can't bear TO hurt people.
1t was not murder as the present
| sultan seems to think"
| To this Le Breton had nothing TO
.You must let the French govern
ment know my father is prisonsr,
! here" she went on. Then they II
send an expedition and rescue him
ny ~ couIdnT do that, :Pansy. You
forget I'm half Arab. I5cant go back
4 on my fathers people. s.:fsZA. :,
Pansy. had forgotten. this fact about
him; and It seemed her 1athers s Lree,
dom was not quite 30 ciose at hAho
as she imagined. NJ,
could / send my father q note?
she asked anxiously.. That cruel SUI.
tan sent him to see me sold. IL must
have been torture for MINI tor N ~
tme. want TO say I'm safe here with
you. can't bear TO think OF MIN
Write a note II you like, and I'll
see what / can do. ne reptiea. ,,,o
the salon where she had noticed
| writing table. The place was more
like a hall than a room sprSaoIne
lcolumned apartment, with walls ano
Where fountains played into fern
grown basins and palms stood In
huge, gilded tubs. There were deep
soft. silk covered chairs and 1oun ges
a sprinkling Of gilded tables, and q
large grand piano.
Some minutes later Pansy returned
To her host. with q letter in her hand
He took II, and then rose to So
"You mustn't sit up too late, ne
said. looking down at her wlth an
l. sGxyAE NYa n.
ing day, and don't worry any more
about anything or anybody"
/ So saying. he left her.
/ 1Cnnfinmed In TomorroW,s Starl