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gently toward tlie door. She turned
to Mm, moved beyoud speech, but be
i The night nlr struck cold In her
, face and the women surrounded her
with their sons. It was harsh now
mid Insistent. Frightened, she offered
them inotiey. muttered thanks In her
few words nf Arabic, mid retreated
toward the protection waiting indoors.
Dut her room was empty.
For hum time the girl sat on the
couch, staring at the door, through
which Westwyn had left. Zurifa.
tearing herself reluctantly from the
excitement In the court, smiled when
she saw her mistress so absorbed.
-Allah give you happiness," she whis
pered, "but you must prepare for the
"Ttoti't be b Idiot!" retorted Hose
tuarv In English.
The days which followed reconciled
Unmary to Telehdi. There were
moments when she almost liked It.
She no l.m;:cr felt a prisoner among
strangers. Westwyn iminngeil to in
spire her with enough of his enthusi
asm to nmka her appreclte the quali
ties of the mountaineers. She watched
the hmwn-rnbed riilemen laughing in
. anticipation of the morrow's raid and
' watched those same men drag them
.selves home wounded, with smile
, for their pain. They bxik war light
ly, these mountain people. It was pan
: of the imtural hardship of their lives, j
"Man was born to fight Worni.n to I
; work !" .".
Fometimes Rosemary rode im under
the brow of the pass with Westsvyn
and, from one of the twin peaks, they
could see the headwaters of the river,
: whose dam was going to burst but
; more than that he would not tell her.
"It I hrt.Vr Hint you should know
nothing. Zarifa Is nn awful chatterer
and she has some sort of relation in
Martengn's house. Hy the way, the
Spaniard Is on his feet again.' I won
dar what revenue he Is plotting! 1
shouldn't be surprised if he tried to
sell ns to Spain." '
- "Tou seem very calm about It."
"Well, he'd never get paid that's
certain! Our gallant enemies , are
, freer with promises than with money."
In spite of such lightness, there was a
Rift! guard now round Westwyn's
house, und Rosemary . never . rode
Westwyn would talk for hours
' about, the Riff and.' through it, they
became friends, but always on the
surface was the antagonism' of their
interest in each other. If the .man
had not been so busy he would have
realized 'himself in love. As It was,
Rosemary was a stimulus to Mm. and
a danger, because she crept Into Ids
thoughts when they ought to have
been occupied with maps and moun
tain batterii s.
The rains had begun, and each
mountain path was a stream. Excite
ment permeated the villHge. though
few guessed its origin. Something
was pending, but only Abd-el-Krim's
counselors knew what It was.
i "The secret has been well kept."
they could assure each other with
Even Zarifu's curiosity drew blank.
"A great thing is going to happen."
she told hi r mistress. "It is like the
feeling before a storm. Mnrtengo,
that evil one. Is' excited. Perhaps he
ees a chance to interfere."
"'Tow do you know about him?"
"My mother's cousin Is a servant In
his house All day he plays chess,
that game nf wooden armies. -!th a
. Portuguese, who Is his friend, hut I
think they 'of more than how to
male a dummy . king !" Zarifa 's mix
ture of French snd Arabic was force
fid and it roused Rosemary's curiosity.
That afternoon sdie asked Westwyn
poinihliitik. "What is being planned?
The whole village is on Pd"P. It's
rather like sitting on the rim of n
volcano and waiting for It to explode.
The ministers are like children with
a secret. Mystery Is written all over
their faces. It's as irritnting as It's
Westwyn laughed, hut he would not
pxplain. "It's a great feat for a RI!T
to keep a secret at all. No wonder
they have Indigestion."
"Yon are quite convinced, aren't
you. fl at a woman is not to be trusted
.with one. You thought I should tell
the French about the pass."
"Secrets are not healthy In Telehdi
Martengo Is H:p uncertain quality, and
I don't like that Portuguese il of
his." Westwyn evaded the question
with a fact which was so ob'tnus that
Rosemary felt It lay about in chunks
abo'it her to fall over!
"He shall, tell me." she thought:
Til nu:ke him," and her chin set In
the linn sweep that had antagonized
"Too look like Lucretla Borgia plot
ling the death of her latest husband."
"No, only the downfall of my firiit,"
retorted the Hrl, a jjeam und jt her
I shrouding ItuTies. They looked UT;e
smudges of smoke on her cheek,
thought the man, and told her, when
she banished the expression, regard
ing him .out of cat's eyes, still and
deep. "Nobody could be as pood as
you look' In this moment I susjwet
you of the worst."
"I also have a secret!" mocked the
"You shall know mine In a week,''
"I'll know It before then." vowed
Rosemary to herself, and aloud. "Von
shall know . mlae never!" Her hair
was like misty spirals In ttie damp,
her mouth curled nt the corners, She
was young, radiant, and excited.
Westwyn's blood responded. He wanted
to make love to her. but he hadn't
time! Their moments together were
growing fewer. The meals which
Ahmed, from the first, had decided
rbey must share, were interrupted by
the sultan's messengers. Even now.
as they stood by the well In the harem
court, under a lowering sky, mist hid
lug the peak.-;, there was a clutter of
mule hoofs beyond their wall.
"Thai's young ileiiehldie. I recog
nise his particular brand of oaths,
1 never get you to myrelf for a mo
ment But," he beet till his lips al
most touched her hair, "the war Is
going to end. and then "V ,
"Are yon content to wait as long as
that?" asked Rosemary, drawing back
Westwyn's eyes accepted her
lenge, the twist at the corner of his
lips was expressive, but he did not
t"v shall tell me! It's absurd. I
must know what's going on." thought
Rosemary, as she tried the effect of
a rnnze scarf which Abd-el Krlm's
mother hud sent her. Two lamps,
vif ??;. 1
Zarifa Sat on the Floor Regarding
Her Mistress With Her Usual Lid
less Stare, While She Talked of
. the Kaid.
both smoking, for never was a Moroc
can horn who could cut a wick
straight, threw shifting shadows over
the mud walls.
Zarifa sat on the floor, regarding
her mistress with her usual lldless
stare, while she tnlked of the Kaid.
He was her main subject of conversa
tion, first because all Interest in the
' RiiT centered In his fabulous achieve
ments, and secondly because it was
quite obvious that the theme was
popular with her audience. "Your
skin Is like milk," she Interpolated.
"Pull the silk down under your arm."
With the grace of a cat she was on
her feet. "Alee! You do not know
how to twist that thing. Ret It fall,
go" She wound the shimmering
sapphire stuff with a cunning which
sheathed Rosemary's slenderness nnd
left bare one shoulder. velilng the
other In a cascade of sliver bordered
"I shall never he able to walk In
It." Imiglied her -mistress, and took a
few tentative steps, watching the ef
fect In the mirror.
"Allah! Yon are beautiful!" mut
tered Zarifa. awed by the contrast of
pale hair and "-kin against Hie blue.
"Yon must uf scent, and then yon
l'J he lrreslf"h!e," she added, and
drew a flask f;om h( helt to smear
a precious, pun-tent 't"'i of attar on
Rosemary brM. . ""on are like
Leila, of whom tt - mm'i'ian sung," sho
continued, and burst Into the old. wall
ing chant wherein a medieval Arab
tells of the love his humility could not
win. Rosemary did not listen to tho
words, but the refrain qnlekenpd her
excitement, glie meant tg break down
Westwyn's re rrvo, to force his secret
from him, hut she would not face the
reason why she wanted to know,
What did the ph'in of Telehdi mat
ter, but she must win her point ! Always-,
when lliey two were at Issue.
Westwyn Imd M-ovii'lt'd, ",,r ' hud
broken before hH it had been httmlll
tttliig, hut tenhtht ! She stretched
out young, riuootb arms surolv to.
night he would rive way. "After,
ward?" Her wtb was very red. her
pulses throb'1 -1. " fterward." who
knew, 'hut lli'et she must win her
Ahmed nrvdo'tl-d for bis failure
to. produce more than a rhmen differ
ent dishes. Fuch a meal was beneath
the Raid's d'T'itty, he explained, as
he f'i-sed with the arrangement of the
camp table, but. n- the noble lady
knew.'-food was "ett'n- scarce. Then
Westwyn came In. and from the first
ni-Mncnt he coiiM not take bis eves
off the paid n,1,l Wn0 nm' white that
was n chan"ed Ros-uiuiry.
"Ahd el Krlm's mother sent me
this," exnlalned the etrl. lingering the
scarf. P.eneatli tlmt iincninpromlslni
gnse she was not quite Pn sure of
victory. She talked quickly, oni(
times brilliantly, while they sampled
the mystery of Ahmed's cooking. "I
never know what's nt the hottom nf
these howls," she said, fishing with n
fork, but Westwyn would not respond,
"It has been growing on me. In
spite of my detisenessthnt you are
very lovely. Odd. wasn't It. Hint I
didtit grasp It when I first saw you
down there by the caves?" Ills voice
was gently mocking, hut his eves were
direct. A flitm" burnt In them so
that they seemed white hot. The girt
hnd p suspicion of forces beyond her
or any one else's power of control
"My charms were well overlaid with
dirt," she remarked without looking
"No wonder yon were so surprised
that I wmilX not let yon go back
The war was being pushed Into her
own country, and Rosemary rallied
her forces. 'A"U'II probably be thank
ful to get rid of me In the end " Her
bead went buck, showing the long line
of her throat Westwyn knew the
game. Many women In many lands
bad flung him that gesture of Invita
tion. He hud only to put out a hand
to touch that smooth, sun-kissed
throat but he did not move. Ahmed
came In and took away the tray,'
brought them coffee In handlcless
cups, and departed, shutting the door'
with an air of finality. ,
"Do you want to go, now?" asked
Westjyn Jft last
Rosemary countered. "1 thought
you said the war was going to end
very soon?" She must know, first, the
thing he hid-from her., "Tell me what
you meant?" Her eyes were Fhlnlng,
clear jewels, with life mirrored- In
them. There was a flush on her
cheeks! She was nt her loveliest, trl-
Tjmphiint because of what 8he saw In
Westwyn's face, a little afraid herause
she was up against the man" Inevitable
to her womanhood. Disregarding the
coffee, she leaned on the table, cup
ping her chin In her hands.
"Do you want to go?" repeated
Westwyn, leaning; back, his hands hid
den In his pockets.
"No," said Rosemary, and the word
was hoarse, as If It were dragged np
from the depths.
There was a Jar as the man's chair
grated back. It seemed to rip the
silence of the room. Then be was
beside her on the couch. "Rosemary
darling." but the girl made a ges
ture to ward him off.
"No, no. I want to know what Is
happening. T mnst know tell me."
Westwyn laughed, bending over her
as she retreated against the wail.
"What'M ynti give me for my secret?"
His voice was teasing. For a moment
he looked a bo.t, and the tension be
tween them eased.
"Anything!" promised Rosemary,
"Put supposing I take what I want?
After all' you are my wife."
The 'girl's breath was uneven. The
Instinct to know and the Instinct nf
evasion were at war. She shook her
head, fear and something greater than
fear struggling In those depths she
had all her life denied. Very gently
Westwyn took her In his arms, but his
deliberation made the action more Ir
resistible. He turned her face up and
kissed her Hps. "I love yon," he said.,
"I believe I've loved you all the time."'
For a moment Rosemary yielded, and
her mouth was warm, under his. Then
she realized he had won. Revolt
flashed Into her brain, but It was far
deeper than she knew. In a Inst ob
scure struggle to keep untouched that
bit of her which hud been cool, as
sured Inviolate, she dragged herself
away. Westwyn relaxed his'hold, but
his hands were still on her arms.
"It is too late," he said. "You asked
for It, you wanted It." His certainty
and the mastery of his touch exasper
ated her. All her modernity was
stripped from her. She was at bay.
To gain time, to 'postpone the Inevi
table, she threw at him the first words
that came Into her head. It Is doubt
ful If she even realized what, they
were, and they were directed us much
against herself as him.
"You are like every other man!"
Westwyn's face hardened, and his
grip hurt her. "What do you mean?"
T' e.e could be no half measures now.
She had to choose between complete
surrender iind un Irrevocable blunder,
und she did not wait to think.
".Marteiigo " she began, and
stopped, really frightened nt last.
Westwyn was pale under his bronze.
His face looked oddly mottled. "Do
you mean that?" he asked, letting her
go. "Take care what you say?"
iWi'Biurjr besilattd. he longed to
contnidfet "herself to explain ifir lm.
pulao which was Inexplicable, to give
lu, but she wns confused by tho Indig
nation blaxlng nt her. She tried tn
string word Into senrw, but found
them brittle and nienlrKless.
Westwyn wnlled a moment and then,
with nn effort of Iminensit deliberation,
he got up. "There Is no need to look
like tlmt. You're not going to get
burned I" Tln Irony rasped In bis
voice. Ho strode to the door and
drugged It open and the wind swirled
lu from tint yard. "My t!od! I swear
"I Sesr I'll Never Touch You Again
Until You Ask Ma To!"
I'll never bt:
i-h M u nj-uln till you ask
Life ha an pvispemllni: habit of
droppin;: it, to die commonplace. ' It
Is u pendulum -twiiia between extreme.
Fur hours it ft Westwyn left her,
Itosetmiry. ivllli a physical ache nt hor
lu'iiit, pliiuneil explanation. Wulklng
aboiit'the room, nr proue on the couch,
breathing deeply to crush, the wild
tliliiK that rilled lu her. she told her
self that next time It would )w differ
ent. I'.ut there was no next time. I'.e
fore she woke from tliu sleep of ex
liiiusiloii Into which she had fallen,
fully dressed, at dawn, Westwyn had
gone Into the bills. He did 'not return
for three days, and then Itosemury
was confronted with a stranger. While
he talked to her, cheerfully and n little
formally, about the trend of French
politic "The Socialists In I'nrls are
pulling every string they know to end
this war," she twisted his sljpict ring
under the edjje of the table to be sure
she had not dreamed their marriage.
He spoke us if her freedom were as
sured. "You'll lie' out of this In a
month. " be told her. "and when you're
back In Fez, you'll think It all a
dream." Ho was kind and very
thoughtful for her comfort, but he waa
busy and be let her see his preoccupa
tion. She used to watch him desper
ately, while he ate, smoked or
glanced at dispatches brought by run
ners, but there was no chink In his
armor. Westwyn had been hurt once,
and be had none of that weakness
which luxuriates In probing Its
wounds. He Imd made love to lots of
women and asked none, to marry him.
Generally he had tired before they did, i
and now he couldn't even remember
their names, rtoscnuiry bad been dif
ferent. When he thouj;!it of her nt all,
it wus to .remember the Joy of 'his
leap at Martengn and the feel of the
man's throat under his (inner,
That evening Mnrtetign, occupied
with one of his eternal games of chess,
paused with his hand on a pawn.
"Your king's In dan,'- -r. In three
moves I'll get you." lie addressed
the Portuguese, who sat opposite. The
wiry, pockmarked half caste smiled.
'King's mute?" he said; "In bow many
days, Juan? Do you know when the
thing's to be brought ofT?" "I can
guess, thanks to FamiJ." returned the
other, referring to Motiobbhe'g slave,
who, since the miscarriage of his plans
for the duel, had been at the mercy
of the Spaniard's threuts and Ids own
greed. "I can't see why you 'don't
warn our complaisant enemies," re
marked tbe Portuguese.
"Too dangerous'. I doubt If I could
get word through, and the vengeance
of Abd-el' Krltn Is a bit too certain."
Martengo's voice was regretful as
he moved his bishop. The half-caste
"That Australian will he In charge
of operations at the dam," he sug
gested. "Yes. and' Westwyn will go down,
alone, nt the last minute. I have
friends nlong tho road. I propose to
visit them tomorrow."
The Spaniard's hand hovered over
a 'piece. y
"There's only one path down, west
of the river, and I'll watch it night
and day., . Tills time the Kaid won't
escape. It'll be better tsport than ga
elh andno man,could miss at that
short runge." He moved his knight
with a leer. "Mate to your king," he
said, and the eyes of the two men met.
. e e e
Pete was not enthusiastic about the
Job assigned' to him. "poor fun," he
grunted. "Don't I get any Innings at
"It's a matter of timing," reiterated
Westwyn. ."The men are all down In
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