Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1935-07-11
CHAPTER XII-Continued
Copyright by Sax Rohmer.
WNU Service.


There was no substitute for gar
ment in the place. Taking a swift
step forward, and conquering deadly
nausea, she struck the hesitating
buyer on his fat face! Once, she
struck twice! He recoiled. A
third time-and this with her fistl
Hassan es-Suk clutched her in his
sinewy old hands. With her knee she
kicked him viciously in the stomach.
He released her. She kicked him
again.
But this squirt of strength which had
f1ared up under the sense of outrage
now deserted her. She staggered,
swayed forward. followed an inter-
val Of complete Inconsistencies. And
then, a voice-the voice of the Arab
again.
what could do, effendim? Said
brought her to me. How was to
know she was reserved? Here was a
famous jewel-and money is money.
But she struck Ali Mahmoud in the
face! And he had offered-my heart
bleeds-one thousand English pounds
for her!"
HE withdrew his Offer presume?"
Immediately, effendim. She has
ruined me. Also. the American pigs
know she is here. At any moment the
cafe may be raided."
Forget this fear, Hassan. I had
thought the chief eunuch of the prince
a wiser man. But my money is as
good as his, and I also collect fair
women. Twelve hundred pounds Eng
1ish, Hassan? Your share will be
big one"
Eileen opened her eyes. She still
lay in that dark, stuffy saloon. The
villainous old Arab was there; the
other mans features were indistin-
guishable because of bandages, but
through these bandages dark eyes
watched her greedily.
A silken coverlet had been thrown
over her. She grasped this and drew
it up to her shoulders.
"You have nothing to fear from me,
my child" said the tall Egyptian.
Although you just offered to buy
me! You miserable, cowardly dog
DO you think you or any other man
could buy me?"
A door at the further end of the
saloon opened softly. r. /. Yuan Hee
See came down the steps. The Egyp-
rian stared at the Chinaman as though
hells gates had opened and Satan had
stepped forth.
Yuan Hee See stood still for
while, kissing softly. $50 this is the
story, my friend" he said, the CULVER
ing flute notes sounding unlike any
thing human. II passed through the
tail end of the sandstone which forced
you down in the desert. 1t delayed
your journey-but not mine A for
tunate accident, Aswami, for me-not
for you. Always-always- suspected.
But last night, or very late this morn
ing, forced the truth from our little
Orange Blossom, Aswami forced
the truth-you understand"
He began to laugh; and it was
dreadful aughter-laughter which for
years afterwards haunted Eileen's
dreams. Aswami Pasha seemed to be
choking.
Come, my friend" said Yuan Hee
See, checking his laughter, II have
matters to discuss with you which l do
not desire this lady to overhear."
He fixed his slanting eyes on the
rigid figure of old Hassan es-Suk.
Garry this lady through to the cage
room," he ordered. Find clothing.
Bar your doors and return. 1 shall
have work for you"
Eileen fell back, sick and faint,
upon the divan. The opiate earlier
placed In her coffee, overcame her
again. She felt herself lifted
carried. There was dull crash
"a stifled gurgling cry.
In sort of canteen Yuan Hee Sees
rogues were gathered.
Doctor Oestler was addressing the
Scotsman. II tell you, Mac" he said,
what you suggest Is madness-ha?
Madness. When you consider that we
have two millions Of minted money,
not unloaded from the dhow, hap
where Is your good sense to suggest
that the Chief has deserted us? Why
should he desert us, ha? just when we
have accomplish so great a SUGGEST"
MacIles, who was dead sober-he
had touched nothing for twentyfour
hours-fxed bleary eyes upon the
speaker. II say" he replied "tha'
life Is more. valu'ble than gold. The
Chief has gone and so has Mr.. King.
And there's Breetish warship nosing
ABBOTT the island. We a know that.
they can put a landing party ashore,
TO cut us off on the east, and they cOu'
blaw this place to smithereens in twa
minutes. Listen to wha' the lads are
saying!"
Indeed 1t was apparent enough
that the ruffians In the canteen were
dissatisfied. High above the clamOr
a voice was heard demanding. "Vot