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;M MATjrtfN TIMES' BT ROS1TA. gently toward tlie door. She turned to Mm, moved beyoud speech, but be was unresponsive. 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 master's return." "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 alone. ' 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 satisfaction. 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 silly." 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 !e Vries. "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 1 3 If5 - - Vll 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 girl. "You shall know mine In a week,'' offered Westwyn. "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 ehnl lenge, the twist at the corner of his lips was expressive, but he did not answer. 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 folds. "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 ftSS j ' I 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 point ! 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 np. "No wonder yon were so surprised that I wmilX not let yon go back to Fez." 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, delighted. "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 raf Mil "I Sesr I'll Never Touch You Again Until You Ask Ma To!" I'll never bt: uie to!" 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 played carelessly. "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 nil?" 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