Evening star., 1933-05-27
CHAPTER Xxx.
WHERE WAS JULES?

III o you call this behaving like
Like man in love-" said
- Raisul. Like a man who
knows exactly what he
wants and intends to get it. If you
had so husbands and each one had an
army, I would get you-and keep you.
Margaret yawned audibly, tapping
her open mouth with her hand while.
A brave effort.
VERY interesting, Raisul," she said.
Getting quite big, boastful boy, aren 7
you? But won't you tell me the rest OF
the story some other time? I want to
20 to sleep again, and little as I like
boastful boys, I should hate to see my
husband come and throw you over the
balcony. Three hundred feet. isn't 1t?
You'd be a nastier mess than you are
now"
Again Raisul laughed and drew step
nearer. Margaret turned to the bed
behind her and faint sound was au-
dlble as she moved the pillow.
Don't move again" she said, Eek
cept in the direction of the door or this
pistol will go off-and I hate the noise
they make in room"
"Oho! Little spitfire has pistol, has
she? What liar Jules Is.
LAS it happens. Jules doesn't know
I've got it," replied Margaret-Wlth per-
feet truth, for she had no pistol and
had never touched pistol in her life.
so we don't tell our husband every
thing, do we?"
Il shall have something to tell him
as soon as he comes" answered Mar
earet bravely, ''if he doesn't come while
you're here and break every bone In
your body
Again the amused laugh.
well, you tell him. darling, and then
tell me what he says, will you?' asked
Raisul.
Il think I can tell you that now" he
added. He'll say, oh. you mustn't
mind young Raisul. The boy will have
his joke He will :" .
Look here" Margaret interrupted
him abruptly, making her voice as hard
and harsh as she could, get out-or III
shoot you. Go on. Get out. you cur"
That maddening, mocking laugh
again.
You wouldn't shoot me just for
standing here-and telling you that
you're the loveliest women on this earth.
or in Paradise: and that I worship
you. would you?" he asked softly.
"Unless you go instantly, I will shoot
you for coming into my room IN the
middle of the night, and making love
to me. Now 60"
And this time it was Margaret who
took a step forward.
Laughing. Raisul drew back.
"Oh, splendid! love you more than
ever. darling. And I shall love you
still better without the pistol. Ever
SO much. I don't want to die for you,
darling. not little bit. I want to
live for you-and with you"
III count TO-" said Margaret. "One
Buckle my shoe" said Raisul
Three four :. :"
"'I1l shut the door," said Raisul,
"after me-" and Margaret saw him
pass between her and the balcony arch
way.
GOOD night. darling" he said from
the door. We've got all life before
us. and there is no hurry. Well have
another jolly talk when there are no
nasty pistols about
The door shut, Margaret rushed
across the room, thrust home the
hugh clumsy bolts, totted back to her
bed and collapsed upon it.
She awoke to find herself lying
across the over-cushioned, family un-
pleasant, dubious slightly musty, fusty,
frowsy bed, in her dressing gown.
She sat up.
Had she had a horrible nightmare?
No. 1t was not dream.
She must get out Of Morocco-at
once.
How? How could she get away from
this awful place?
Where was Jules?
She had bolted the door.
Had he come up and found it fas-
tened?
Why hadn't he hammered and
wakened her?
What time had had it been when that
vile beast had come to her room?
She must get a pistol and learn to
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