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. ..in; When Margaret telle
. , .mttiand. Julee. that Kaleul. eon
ot the powerful Kaid ot ilekatzen.
broke into her room the ntght be
tore. Julee takee anger. But Uar
taret tlnde ke really onlv uyiehee to
avoid a break with Raleul while
her one deelre le to return to her
native England. But Julee and hie
father are agente tor the Raid and
Julee will not leave. Margaret le
horrified when euddenlv he turne
the tablee by euogeetlno that ehe
had tried to attract Raleul.
Chapter SO
JULES' AGREEMENT
IK her need and dire extremity her
husband helped her.
"So we'll err quite," he said, "and
piderstand each other. Any time
tuat I'm ah 'defeated,' ehall we
aay. 'o'ertook, "under the Influence'
I hare beeu drugged. Any time
that Ralsul makes hlmeelt, shall we
ay, 'a nuisance' lt'a a harmless
flirtation and no harm done. As
you say, we're absolutely In his
power. And what's got to be done
may as well oe done cheerfully and
with a good grace."
Margaret's blood boiled, and her
lighting spirit raised Its head.
Not tor nothing had he grown
np with Otho Belleme, shared all bis
games and sports and pastimes, fol
lowed him, fought with him. lored
him and Imbibed hie Ideas, adopted
his beliefs, accepted his standards.
"I Say and I Do" was Otho's motto.
She raised her head from her
hands, looked at her husband in
wonder and rose to her Jest.
"I'm going home," she said Quiet
lr. She had said it, and she would do
"Soma day, perhaps," assented
her husband. "When Ralsul agrees
and provide the camels, mules,
water, provisions, fodder, camel-
men, muleteers and escort.
"Meanwhile," he continued, "sup
posejust tor a bit of tun, suppose
yon don't offend and antagonise
and Infuriate our best friend and
worst possible enemy. No more
Idiotio school-girl heroics. What
are you staring at?"
Tor Margaret was regarding this
man, her husband, with a cool. Im
personal but searching scrutiny.
What was It this thing? An eel
that slipped through your hand as
yon grasped It, leaving nothing be
hind but a slimy emptiness? A
quicksand, a morass which, looking
like firm ground, gave way beneath
your feet, leaving you 'ounderlng
Bay. foundering In mortal danger?
X haystack of feathers or soft wool,
at which you struck In vain; a thing
Invulnerable in Its softness, a thing
against which one could beat one
self to death as one who beats the
air until exhausted?
"I am going home," repeated Mar
garet. "Will you take me7 '
"I won't and I can't."
"Will you come with me?"
"No, I can't. My business . . ."
"I'm going home. If you take me,
we'll forget this nightmare and
start again In England. If you won't
help me, but will come with me,
we'll talk things over when we get
to England, and if you'll promise
not to come back to Morocco I'll do
my best to continue as your wife.
It you leave me to go alone, I will
never speak to you nor see you
again."
"I fully agree. You certainly
won'tl" replied Jules MallgnL "It's
pity Otho Belleme rushed oft to
the French Foreign I.eglon, Isn't it?'
"I also fully agree. It certainly
to," replied Margaret quietly, gently.
And nothing more that her hus
band could say had any power to
provoke her to recrimination, con
tradiction or any show of anger.
The days and weeks that followed
were such that occasionally Marga
ret looked In her little hand-mirror
to reassure herselt that her hair had
sot turned white.
Mora than once ehe had spent the
night alone in her room, unable to
fleep, in spite of the faot that ehe
had doubly barred and bolted the
door.
More than once she had encoun
tered Ralsul, In court-yard, garden
and corridor and had frankly fled
with more speed than dignity, pur
sued by his mocking laughter.
A specially hideous tear and a
growing ballet against which she
fought and ot which she was
ashamed augmented her general
state ot terror, anxiety and appre
hension and almost brought her to
despair and defeat the fear and
belief that her husband's presence
In the castle waa no safeguard;
that, far from being a tower ot
strength, he was a source of weak
ness and danger.
Indeed though she shrank In
every fibre of her soul from admit
ting the thought she began to feel
that be waa a traitor in her camp
. . . that the watch-dog waa a treach
erous wolf, S Jackal, a hyena.
With him she held such conversa
tion and communication a was pol
itic and necessary, the while there
hardened in her heart the determi
nation never again to see his
changed, deteriorated, loathsome
face, once she had escaped from
this terrible place and country.
For neither would he take her
away nor so much aa suggest nor
discuss a date or time when they
should depart; neither in any way
help her to go away by herselt nor
admit the possibility of ber doing so.
Nor would ber father-in-law, to
whom she appealed.
In fact, the Senor Pedro Malign!
was or affected to be a little
shocked and more than a little dis
appointed In her when she spoke
ot leaving Mekaizen. He evidently
held the excellent view that a wlfe'a
place Is sy her husband's side,
though. In his own case, precept
had been superior to practice.
When Margaret so tar forgot tact
and good manners as to allude to
the fact that the senor's wife was
but rarely at bis side, he enlarged
the precept by the addition of the
words.
Unless she can better serve his
interests elsewhere."
And since Margaret was Incapable
ot serving her husband's Interests
snywhere, she might, at least, be
content, if not thankful, that she
could comfort, solace and delight
blm.
Indeed her father-in-law's attitude
waa scarcely distinguishable from
that ot her husband, and such annoy
ance as he felt appeared to be
caused rather by ber owa conduct
than by that ot Ralsul.
Definitely tearing, by how, the
Kald and the Lady Zalnub only less
than she feared Ralsul himself, defi
nitely distrusting her husband and
her father-in-law, as well as the girl
Sara who treated aer with a faintly
contemptuous and thinly veiled hos
tility, Margaret's one hope was In
her husband's mother, the Lady El
Isa Beth el Aln, and that only be
cause abe felt that she, Margaret,
was a pawn to be ,'emoved from the
chess-board of El Isa Beth el Aln'a
72 game.
Aa often as she could she visited
El Isa Beth el AIn's room snd re
mained there as long aa possible.
There she was sate, and there she
could discuss possibilities and plans
for her escape.
Sometimes her husband's mother
would be keen and Interested and
almost enthusiastlo; at other times,
apathetic bored and unhelpful.
Of course it could be done by a
strong determined and plucky girl.
She had made the Journey from
Tangier and she could make the
Journey back again. Hassan el
Mlskeen could guide ber, and doubt
less she coulu get Mabommod All el
Amln to lend two or throe good
flghtlng-mon aa escort.
He'd be quite willing to fnnllltate
the departure of an outsider, He
feared them and their Innovating
ways, the Infidel dogs, and hated to
see thera In the country, even Pedro
and Jules, friends and helpors as
tbey were. He didn't trust them;
he trusted no Christians.
And Abu Tallb Zerhoun el Munshl,
the scribe, the Kald's confidential
secretary; Sara could get at him
and he could do some very useful
writings and put the Kald's seal
on them writings to be produced
by Hassan el Mlskeen when passing
through the countries or towns of
certain Governors, Kalda and Tribal
Chieftains who would at once be
come helpful.
Ob, yes. It was feasible enough-
easy almost. Margaret could travel
either as a humble Moorish woman,
her face stained with walnut oil, or
even as a youth, the son ot Hassan
el Mlskeen. No. better as a girl,
slnoe she could not speak Arablo and
need only veil ver face In modest
silence it addressed by a stranger.
On other days she was the help
less, hopeless pessimist and prophet
ot woe. What would Ralsul do to
her It he found out? What would
he do to everybody wbo waa con
cerned In the escape or whom he
chose to suspect ot being concerned
In It? Would age or sex or anything
else save them from a dreadful
death?
And the Kald and the Lady Zal
nub? What about them? What
would happen to her, El Isa Beth el
Aln, It she were such a fool aa to
put a real weapon into Zalnub's
hand?
No, It was unthinkable; it couldn't
be done.
-But Margaret was determined
that it should be done or ut least
ttempted. She sat down and wrote
a three-word note.
iCetyrltU. I'll. T. 4. Slehet CV
Margaret wondara whathtr the
darts aooapt her only hlp, Mon-day.
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today.
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SIMPLIFIES
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RAILROAD TAFF
Miss Avte LobdeU who will speak
Satrday at 3:30 o'clock In the court
house auditorium on "Women's Place
In International Peace holds an
Important place In the staff of tfro
Union Paclfio system, acting as pub
lic relations bead, and having charge
of women's welfare work for the en
tire system.
Miss Lobdell began her career on
the dramatic stage, has been a fea
ture writer, dramatic critic, and
press aront for a theatre, and was
for soma time connected with the
Portland Oregon Journal.
A general Invitation Is being ex
tended by the Rogue River College
Women's Club as sponsors to all who
are Interested In International peace,
to hear Saturday's lecture.
As the auditorium seats only 300,
woes wno appear early may be
euzed of comfortable eeatlng.
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Morning Strolls
NEW YORK, March 1B-(AP) De
spite an overcast sky and a threat of
rain, former President Hoover had
his usual early morning walk today.
Ke was accompanied by his son.
Allan, and his secretary, Xawrence
Rlchey.
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Reverend Sidney Hall, pastor of the
Ashland Methodist Episcopal church.
announced yesterday la that city
that he would be a candidate for
election as a delegate to the prohi
bition rapeal state convention, to be
held within thirty days after a spe
cial election July 31, when delegates
are to be selected.
He stated In U announcement
that he has no political affiliations
In this move, nor any quarrel with
any wet candidate. He pointed out
Coat he was asking only for the dry
vote.
Reverend Hall has received the en
dorsement of the Rogue River Valley
Ministerial Association, and four
other dry forces.
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