The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1933-03-06
Chapter IS
A NEW FRIEND
WHAT a heavenly soundl

WHAT a heavenly sound!
w Someone was positively whis.
ting. quite near: someone was soft.
Iy whistling an air that she recog.
nized. Where had she heard It?
Paris, Marseilles, the ship. Gibral.
TAR. Tangier? A band had been
playing It In one OF those places.
Where?
And whoever was whistling must
be q European. Moors don't whis.
tie.
Jules?
Or. of course. It might be the
Senior Pedro Maligni.
Raisul? He was Moor. but hav.
ing been educated In France. and
lived so long IN Europe. be might
whistle. She had never heard him
do so-nor Jules either. for that
matter.
What would happen II Raisnl
caught her there?
Anger mingled with the fear that
Iciutched at Margaret'a heart. Who
was she. that she shonld dread this
wretch; this beastly native7
Margaret's mouth set In q
straight line: her hands clenched:
and she realized that she was car.
Tying the heavy dagger with which
she had hammered on the door OF
HI lisa Beth ell Aims room.
Drawing It from fits cut-steel
sheath. Margaret saw that the blade
was bright, keen-edged and sharp
pointed.
"Thia Is ridiculous" she said,
and crept forward In the direction
Of the sind.
A few yards farther on. yet an.
other corridor of this warren
branched from the passage In which
she was.
Standing at an unglazed Moorish
window that was little more than
an arrow-sll. with q horseshoe top,
was q man. wearing a hooded
cloak, and yellow heelless slippers:
a very much bigger man than Raisnl,
bigger than Jules or HIS father.
Motionless. in the dark shadow
OF the wall. no watched intently
someone or something that inter-
ested him below.
Suddenly. hearing her footsteps,
with . swift movement he turned
toward Margaret. at the same time
drawing farther back than the
light. but aot before she had recog.
mixed the bearded face of Ober.
Leutnant Carl Won Mittengen alias
Herr Schlacht.
"oh. good morning." said Mar.
lgaret "1've rather lost myself, I'm
afraid. Could yot tell me how TO
get TO the court-yard-the inner
courtyard. from which three flights
Of stairs lead up 70 the part OF the
castle where my husbands mother's
apartments are?s
The man bowed courteously,
swiftly studying her face with q
steady gaze which. though keen and
penetrating. was yet not offensive.
In the moment OF her sudden ap-
pearance. Il seemed that something
wary. watchsnl. anxious. peeped out
from behind the hooded. bearded
mask that was bis face. As he did
not Immediately. reply Margaret -e.
gan all over again IN French.
"Bon Jour. Monsieur. Je suIs -. =
81 splk Angllach,s interrupted the
man. Please 70 spik II to me II you
hat prefair Il I understand Ii guile
pairfect. though do nos spik II so
quite pairfeeL"
"oh. good replied Margaret.
my French Is very far from per.
feet. and so Is my understanding OF
It. especially II It is spoken quickly
win you kindly show me the way
QUIT"
yes. Anow the way out. re-.
piled the man. and added, with a
slow SMILE Sometimes the way
out Is easier than the way In. isn't
ttf"
Sometimes" agreed Margaret.
and sometimes 1t is a great deal
harder"
"Ah.- be observed. do you. DER,
habs. t'ink you fnd Il more difIlcult
20 leave MekasEen than to come
into 1T |. me myself. tind II more
difficult to come into Makaxaen
than TO go OUT
well. at the moment" replied
Margaret = want to get out OF this
wing OF the castle. Once I'm in the
courtyard. I can tind my own way
60 my husbands quarters
"Yes." agreed Herr Schlaeht, Il
win do so with goot pleasure" but