TiiK MAurriN miiiS
BT ROS1TA
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CHAPTER VII
Abd-el Krlm rode Into Telehdl
amidst scenes of the wildest enthusi
asm. Menehhlie and his son traveled to
tlin eli;e f their district to meet the
great mun tint) escorted him back to
the village, riding one at each stirrup.
v Westwyn met the sultan where the
path widened above a hamlet. The
rliiemen padding ahead opened out to
let the Kiiclislmmn puss. The sultan,
8ii)i)ll, sturdy Riff, dark skinned,
with slljht mustache and an edging
of wtrj hairs on his chin, bent down,
smiling.
"With plensure-wlth blessing. he
aid. "Iiislm -Allah, yoo are In good
heitltli?" Their Imnds met and West
nyii touched Ids with his lips In Arab
fnshlun The snltnh made a gesture
nf so dninu. lie si jii n led in servant
. to hritm the Kni:IIsl rutin's horse and,
after further creetitiRS from Mohnm
nmhdl. a more itiusculiir edition of his
hniiher. the cavalcade continued its
limh.
When they reached Menelihhe'9
house Weslwyn took his leave, for few
people and no foreigners see Abd-el
Krlm iifooi. (.nine from a wound oc
curred In escaping elvht years ago
. from a Spanish prfaiti In Melllln. and
sensitive of the ilisllinireinent. he re
ceives his eoiinsel"rs sealed and his
warriors In the saddle.
When West . vii returned for a for
mal audience he found the s.ullan es
lalilisheil on a mattress invereil with
carpets, a ri!le mnl iirlrliljre pouch
hatiu'inu on the wall aliove him, a black
servant behind him After the usual
greetings and inquiries, as formal as
If the two had not met for months,
rhe Itlihan leiiilcr signaled his guest
to a chair, the only one in the room,
but (lie Kiigltshman seated himself
cross-legced on the Hour A map was
spread lift ween them and Abd-el
KriiiL Ignoring his attendant, drew his
flnger along the Krench front,
. "1 have news that an offensive Is
pending" Though he soke Spanish
fluently, the sultan generally Insisted
on using the Slillluh dialect, which
had to he Interpreted to strangers,
hut with this one friend whti. alone
among Kuropeans, he trusted, he
spoke Arabic. "There Is in be a si
multaneous attack right along the
line," 1
"A feint." said Westwyn. "They
won't push It Imme."
"How can we tell?'' asked the sul
tan, his eyes narrowed and anxious.
Here was no legendary hern, no reck
less preacher nf .lehad. hut a shrewd
, man. cunning and deliberate, unwill
ing trtllake great risks If lesser ones
would serve.
"We riurt retorted Westwyn.
"We've got lo chance It." lie tauued
"What Is Your PlanT Asked the Riff,
a"d Th-re Was Sudden Keenneua in
His Eye. '
the nortlieru edge of a nuip where
the red dots marked the .Spanish out
posts.
"I want to wipe t!i"e ijt ,ni, to
do so, I must have ever) uvnliYhle
man. .Leave a few snipers on (he
south. They can harass the Krench
and put up a :il enough show to
give I'etaln an excuse fur delay
Meanwhile we'll smash these fellows
once for all."
"What Is your plan?" Hkcil'the
Iti IT. and there was sudden keeiiucsM
In his ; The outlines nr his Cure
seemed lels heavy. The tilling, tun
ceiitruted lutilllgeiice of the man
gleumed through the unwieldy flesh.'
"The Spaniards have crossed the
river. It's taken a fortnight of every
bolncemrut e umld offer. .Ruin has
ijrrsv
bovta rvKWJ
WN.U 5ERVJCS
been lieavj In the tillls and the dam
i is already swollen. In a .few weeks,
I when the wet season seta In, we shall
I have a new ally! The wall can be
blown up below the dam. It .must be
done at night and fh an hour the
Spanish force will be cut In half.
Then we must attack no huljt-meas-urea,
mind you 1 We've got to smash
them."
"It means leaving the north de
fenseless." "String the-Arab tribes along there
and back your luck. Sldl." Westwyn
smiled, "We must make a bid for
peace while there Is still food In the
Riff. Next year famine will be a
worse enemy than France or Spain."
The sultan did not answer. He sat
very still In his hand-woven woolen
djelliiba, no different from those of
his followers. His very white linen
and the skull cap he wore. Instead of
the usual twisted rope agall. accentu
ated the darkness of his face. "You
mean to move the guns across?" '-
"A couple of batteries. I'll trust
most to our Titles, but no one must
guess. This must be between you and
me. Sldl. The Spaniards will ha?e to
be tempted farther up from the river
and (here must be no obvious move
ment among the hills. The men enn
march by night. " when the airplanes
are safe at AdJIr."
"Tliey never- venture fur Inland 1
n-smilluh, what an amount of lead
they' have wusted among the rocks!"
The sultan's gesture was contemptu
ous. "Tou think peace will follow a
SpnniFh defeat
"I am sure of it," snid Westwyn.
Patiently he repented his arguments.
France did not want to rule the- Eiff.
She was out to Insure her own terri
tory. Already tired of what she con
sidered a fruitless waste of life, Paris
had cut down the war vote by a mil
liard francs. "It is Spain who is our
enemy." he ended.
Still Ahd-el Krlm hesitated. It was
against his whole policy to risk so
much. From the first his campaign
had been .one of pretense, sniping
here, a raid there, an exaggerated
suggestion of force, never an open at
tack. "Suppose you are mistaken and
retain pushes Into the mountains?"
"Then we lose," said the English
man, but his carelessness did not de
ceive his chief.
"You are very certain."
"Yes." . Westwyn leaned forward.
"It's our chance, Sldl a desperate
one If you like, hut the only one
We've got to force the Issue." His
determination began to have Its effect
on the sultan. The steadiness of the
queer, light eyes was hypnotic. "Risk
it, man. Call the French bluff!"
Westwyn smashed his fist on the
ground. . The two men looked at each
other, while the slave held his breath,
aware of the clash of the wills.
"Allah has given you wisdom," said
Abd-el Itrlm at last "It shall be as
yon wish."
Westwyn strode tip to his house
with a smile on set lips. He had for
gotten his horse, still tethered by the
sultan's gate. .God! What a game!
They were bound to win. If only the
news didn't leak out. He'd have to
keep El Krlm up to the. point. No;
the man wouldn't let him down. He'd
be on edse all the time, but once he'd
given his word he'd stick to It. With
his mind full of such thoughts, West
wyn entered his house by the nearest
way, which happened to be the little'
used harem door. Consequently, he
almost fell over Rosemary, who was
sitting on a pile nf stones Inside.
"Lord, what a day!" thought the. man,
and dragged his brain back from tho
water power In the southern hills.
"I say, I'm most awfully sorry. I
forgot you were here."
"Women and war! They don't mix
well," retorted Rospmqry, smiling and
annoyed.
Westwyn explained. "I've Just
come from Ahd-el Krim. He was full
of news."
"You look bursting with It."
The man laughed. "I say, let's have
a truce, oi do you want to prosecute
me for trespassing?" ' He studied the
slender figure In a short 'red and blue
striped skirt, adapted from' a bnrra-'
can. The Indigo Jumper bared firms
which were faintly sunburned and the
ankles, too. were bare, above prim
rose-yellow native flippers.
Rosemnry blushed. "My solitary
pair of stockings has, deported me
piecemeal have, I hurled them! I am
doing the sun cure. I hope you ap
prove."
The gallantly of her appealed t(
Westwyn. "With all my worldly goods
I have lliee einhr.vrd temporarily, of
courser-hut I rton'l know if you'll find
anything of nui''- use among them."
"You give me leave to Investigate?"
The strain was over. Rosemary, de
feated, felt there was no need to lighi
any more. However unwilling she
was to accept It, she knew she could
rely on this man's protection hor
rible word! -.',, .
FORBES
CHAPTER Viii
Rosemary stayed In the yard
though I he sli tics of her seat were
sharp. S'io must fornt wind she
sllgmallr.cd i's the "rldlciilou-iiess" of
the Inst week. If ho treated Ihe situ
ation a perfectly no-iiinl. Il would
become so cf co"M' SV revolved to
IntereM herself In ttn liHMiin war. to
Study Ihe oiMoms and pullili-s of the
people In Hi "o she might irel us ex
cited about them as Ihe nlil. For
an Instant vlie aw herself an African
Jonn of Arc. Then her hare legs at
tracted her nltoniiniv "lyiuiuiutoiil,''
she thonr. l. "'!iii:liy. hut ntnl all
engaging!" IV' rioie.-his Hew en
"Zarlfa!" vhe rnlL'd.. "sn't Iheroa
.mirror lii the- whole village?"
' "Yes. yes," shiilled the handmaiden.
'"I will get one." And.avhen lhe light
wus almost gone, she bustled Into the
rooinwl(h'-a Jly blown' glass, ornately
framed In' gilt, "if" belongs lo Si'dl
Mohamed's wrfp and . she Vas proud"
and grateful to lemWt to a bride."
.Rosemary's mood was proof ngaliiit
her giggles.- She Kindled her face
with considerable attention. "U'a like
meeting an old aciiualniance," she ro
llccted, and smiled with (Inn lips,' so
lliln skinned thai the blood under
neath was like i.d. koiooIIi petals.
Zarifu watched lur draw a. damp
linger across her eyebrows, wlili h
were long and slim, and comb her
hair, pushing It Inlo wuves with lutpa
palient purpose.
"Wullalil. Allah has given you
beauty. The Kald may well be
pleased. "..The words rolled off Rose
mary's new security. She was glad
she wus beautiful, for II made things
more exciting. Some day. perhaps.
Westwyn would realize it. Her cheeks
began to burn. She must not look
back. There wi re things she couldn't
hear to remember, worst of all Ihe
liniment when the Kald bad picked
her bodily off the couch and told her
to play the game. D n him. she
thought, and then pushed away her
resentment, packing It down amidst
layers of common souse. f was no
use regretting- anything. "She must
begin all over again.
They sat on the couch, talking long
ufter Ahmed had cleared away the
dishes, ' delighted at the destruction
which proved his skill. Westwyn was
preoccupied, though he took In every
detail of the girl's grace, as she twist
ed into the most comfortable position
against the brilliant holsters.
"He can't get away from his soldiery,"
thought Rosemary, but the man's mind
was fixed on pajamas! What the
deuce did she sleep In, he wondered.
Why on earth hadn't he thought of It
before. His teeth bit into the pipe
stem. Planning a southern offensive,
decided his companion, half amused,
half annoyed. . She- moved restlessly
against the cushions, pushing them
into a better angle.
"Do they always stuff their pillows
with young potatoes?"
"Yes, I think so pretty neck rack
ing Isn't It?" returned Westwyn,! re
garding her as If she were a strategic
puzzle, and wondering whether, he
could offer her some pajamas! Op
pressed by the problem, his leave tak
ing was somewhat disconnected "1
suppose Zarlfa can make this Into a
decent bed," he remarked, prodding
the hard, hempen couch. Ills ga.e
wandered round the room, with Its
bare mud walls decorated with texts
from the Korauand Its Islands of
camp furniture upon a sea of matting.
"I'm afraid it's" awfully uncomforta
ble," he said. "I do hope you'll be
all right If you'll wait a minute" I'll
get you " and he disappeared throngh
the door Into the yard.
Rosemary sat on the window ledge
contemplating a corner of starlit sky
It looked as If It were a flower bed.
She felt she could pick out the big
gest stars and set them like candles on
the table. Westwyn's footsteps came
slowly across the yard. He hesitated
in the doorway, a bundle of pale-colored
garments In his arms. Ills smile
was guilty, but there was a twinkle in
his eyes.
"Look here, Rosemary you'll have
to let me call you that; I can't siry
Mrs. Westwyn, can I? It would be In
discreet, I suppose, to ask what you
do sleep in, but I thought perhaps
you'd let me lend you. these." , He
dumped the pajamas on the couch and
retreated, with the air of getting as
far away from them as possible. "
Rosemary struggled not to laugh.
His embarrassment made her mlstre; s
nf the situation. "Thank ynu, awfully.
It'll be a grept Improvement on a bar
racan. Stf scratchy, you know, and my
toes ahvays get entangled in the
fringe." From sheer mischief she
crossed to the couch and picked up a
striped coat. "I shall disappear In It
altogether and never be found again,"
she said, measuring flip arms '., ,
Westwyn wus amused. Two could
play that game! '"Turn up the
sleeves," he" suggested, and came over
to help. It was while they were both
holil'm Ihe coat, laughing at each
other as they weighed and summed up
the new feeling between them, that a
h'"-tf of music came from outsiiie.
Wild and stormy, It was sound woven
li'tn the passion of a marriage night,
the song of women drifting llkp leaves
n a tide. It caught at Rosemary's
heart, and her face reflected some
Ih'tig of Its tumult.
"What Is It?" she asked, and nu
tlet d the man's hands clenched on the
stuff they hpld.
"It's the village women. They have
conm here tn celebrate the wedding.
Listen, now." For (hp life of him he
couldn't help touching her arm.
Through the music came n rfnglnn
' ululatlon. the primitive rejoicing' of
woman Jnjicr .mute, her glad P.roinjse
nf fertility. Thf rk of clvlH?.a(lon
was torn from Rosemary as the minde
wrenched her nerves. For a minute
she was as much potential wife as any
of the shrouded figures who rejoiced
In her fnlllllment. Wide-eyed and
fearless, Ihe tide oj life full In (ajj
veins, sue iookpu ai westwyn ami saw
his face ritnrnor than she bad ever
known It.
"Yon must go roit to them, lllve
I hem money," he said, and pushed all
ver Inlo her hand.
"Come, too," she pleaded, puzzled
and n llllle hurt, but still hypnotized
b ihe tremendous forces echoed from
iiudh and drum.
Westwyn shook his head. "I can't
They are not all peasants.' Some of
them may be veiled." lie "urged her
(Continued next week.)
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