Evening star., 1933-05-22
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ana before she had come to realize
! that neither she nor her son Raisul had
| anything to fear from the Lady FL Isa
Beth el Ain or from her child
The woman had been an incarnate
! jealousy in those days, and it was a
marvel that she had not succeeded in
one of her many attempts to kill both
her and the child Jules.
And here was Jules returned, child
| grown into man, and bringing, to see
his mother, the English girl, his wife.
Her husband, her son and herself,
together under the same roof-the roof
beneath which she and Pedro had spent
their honeymoon and Jules had been
born.
why had Jules brought this English
girl?
AS she had done so many thousand
times before, the Lady El Isa Beth Ell
Ain stood still as q statue. looking, with
unseeing eyes, across the desert plain
which-300 feet below the little stone
balcony that chung like a swallows nest
to the wall Of this great castle bdilt
upon the edge Of a great rock
stretched shimmering to the far hori-
zon.
Why had he brought this pink and
white, beautiful English girl, who so
reminded her Of her own mother, Eliza
Detn Elaine IOrSOn?
Could not Jules have come to see
his mother-the mother who had cut
| her very life In halves to save him,
and who had 80 yearned for him ali
these years-without bringing another
woman with him?
Why bring her here at all in any
case?
But doubtless young headstrong love
would account for that.
But had he told the girl everything?
Did she know why he was here?
How much had Jules told the girl of
PedroS business? And was she to be
trusted? Was she such one as would
deny herself: suffer; give up everything;
run every risk; intrigue and plot and
lie and kill in the interests of her lord
i and master, as she herself had done for
Pedro?
And suppose the girl knew nothing
at all, and were merely Jules doll?
| What would she do, as realization
dawned upon her that the date of her
return to England-indeed. her return
to England at all-was vague and prob
lematical.
A thousand pities that the boy should
complicate matters and add to his diff
nculties, not only by marrying this
girl, but by bringing her with him.
And did he quite-or Pedro either.
for that matter-understand young
Raisulp
She thought not. She feared not.
That young Raisul, if her opinion
| were worth anything-and it certainly
ought to be worth something on that
! subject-was young devil, if, indeed,
he were not the devil himself incar-
| nate. She might be an old woman (of
40D who had practically lived her life
In the castle Of Mekazzen, but she knew
what she knew, and if her knowledge
were not wide, it was deep; and one of
the things she knew was the character,
intelligence, mode Of thought and fu-
ture line Of conduct of these people
among whom she had lived and in
whose hands her life had precariously
been.
This Raisul she had watched from
babyhood until he had gone away to
France, and she knew him for what he
was, the cleverest, wickedest and cruel
est Moor of them all, utterly unscrupu-
lous, utterly conscienceless and utterly
without fear of God or man or beast
or devil.
He was his fathers son in courage
and cruelty and strength: his mothers
son In force and subtlety; and with a
cleverness all his own, polished and
sharpened and enhanced by education,
travel and experience.
Let Jules beware of RaiSul, and when
the time came for the Kaid to be gath
cred to his fathers, let Pedro beware of
Raisul
From babyhood his mother, zainub,
had poisoned his mind against Jules
and Pedro. and though Raisul had far
outgrovn his mothers narrow teaching,
and was outwardly and apparently the
good friend Of his cousin Jules, what Is
engraved upon the mind of the child
remains upon the mind Of the man.
Raisul would remain the good friend
Of Jules and Pedro. Just as long as they
were useful to him.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow