Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1935-06-20
CHAPTER vIII-Continued

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Halg mounted the steps and walked
along the uncarpeted passage, pulling
the curtain aside; he stumbled over
the man who sat there and a
geerschaum pipe fell to the floor and
smashed.
Inshallah !" groaned the owner. Haig
stopped swiftly. "Koseir by car in five
minutes" he whispered. House of Dr.
Julian Hess"
offer me money" came a muffled
whisper. Haig put his hand into his
pocket, when:
Give him no money!" came an an
CRY shrek from Hassan es-Suk at his
elbow. HE is lump of mud, a son
OF nth, an unutterable liar! It was
q trick /"
Cursing, opening and closing his
talon-like hands, old Hassan es-suk
poured forth a torrent of what Haig
OWNED to be brilliant invective. The
seated man shrugged resignedly. Has
san es-Suk pushed Haig forward.
"A spy" he whispered in his ear
"a dirty police pig! Begone quickly I"
Eileen sat on the edge Of the dis
ordered lacquered bed, her teeth tight
~ clenched. She had completed an ex-
ploration of her prison. There was
large wardrobe in which, carefully
hung, were the clothes she had worn
in Port Said. There was an extrava-
gantly appointed bathroom. She had
succeeded in recalling everything of
that dim past out Of which she had
awakened in this preposterous place,
up to the very moment of entering the
shop Of Mohammed.
She recalled seeing Dawson Haig
outside. 1t was then she accepted the
invitation of the aged Arab to explore
the treasure house beyond. Here her
memory terminated with the recollec-
ton of a sharp pain in her shoulder. a
sickly sweet SMELL and sense of sud-
den weakness How long had
elapsed since then?
Her position was desperate. The
1ower-covered balcony overlooked a
beautiful garden. The prospect was ter
minated by high white wall, like the
wall of an ancient fortress Some
thing told her that the ground fell
away beyond that WALL and that fur
Their beyond vet was the sea. Where
was she? And where was Dawson
Haig? Had they -. 80?
The door opened and stout and
kindly looking French maid came in,
locking the door behind her. Eileen
was breathing very rapidly.
"Mam'selle is frightened" said the
woman. mo no" meeting that fixed,
angry stare-''it is no good, cherie.
am Celeste" she went on, opening the
wardrobe and taking out Eileen's suit
in the most natural manner in the
world. "You have been sick-I know
that Sickness have had it."
Celeste swiftly glanced up, high in
one wall to little wooden trap. It
was closed. "Cherie," she said, trust
me, am your friend. You understand.
Perhaps I can help. Don't answer"
She hustled busily into the bathroom.
Come, mam'selle," she called. "You
will be yourself again after your BATH,
Eileen walked across to the bath
room. The Frenchwoman closed the
door as she entered. II know how it
has happened to you, cherie," came
her voluble whisper. 1T happened so
to me, also. Where were you when
last you remember?'
I'm Port Said," said Eileen miser-
ably.
"Ah!" The Frenchwoman nodded
comprehendingly. Il was at Cairo when
he saw me. But that was many years
ago|
But tell me, please, where am 1
now?"
"In Yemen, cherie." A large strong
arm was slipped materially about the
girls shoulders. She was pressed to
an ample breast. "You have courage,
great courage see it in your face.
And now is the time for courage
courage not to fight"
Eileen began to feel that she had
known this singular woman all her
life. "What do you mean, Celeste"
she asked. "What is this place-where
am II"
.You are in Arabia, poor baby. Down
in there" she pointed vaguely-"is a
little town that no one ever heard Of
Beyond is the Red sea. Here behind us
is Observation-Disclosures then
Mecca"
"But this house? Who does it belong
tor
1T is the house of Aswami Pasha."
"But l don't know Aswami Pasha!"
"Once, it is nearly ten years ago, I
did not know him, cherie. He is rich
very rich But come, cherie. Slip your
robe off. This is the time for cunning.
But be thankful that am with you"
Eileen threw one white arm around
the Frenchwomans neck. This strange
character with her bright, kindly eyes,
was rock of refuge.
"Oh, Celeste. You are not going to
leave mel"
II shall be in the bedroom, and when
you are dressed 1 will bring your
1upohoop