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THE SEA-HAWK Part Two By Rafael Sabatini. v---j (Continued From Teotordnj.) Th* dalal apurred on the Turk. “Wilt thou be beaten then, and by ** »n Israelite? Shall this lovely maid be given to a perverter of the Scrip tures. to an inheritor of the Are. th one of a race that would not bestow on their fellow-meh so much ae the speck out of a date atone? It were a shame upon a true believer.” I'rged thus the Turk offered another Axe philips, but with obvious reluc tance. The Jew. however, entirely unabashed by a tirade against him. Hie like of which he heard a score of times a day in the course of trad log, pulled forth a heavy purse from his girdle. "Here are one hundred philips.” he announced. “ "T is overmuch. But I offer It.” Ere the dalal s pious and seductive longue could urge him further the 'l urk sat. down again with a gesture of finality. "I gixe him Joy of her.” said he. "She Is thine, then. O Ibrahim, for one hundred philips,” The Israelite relinquished the purse to the dalal's white-robed assistants and advanced to receive the girl. The corsairs thrust her forward against him, still vainly battling, and his arms closed about her for a moment. '"Thou has cost me dear, thou daughter of Spain. "But 1 am con lent. Gome." And he made a shift to lead her away. Suddenly, however, fierce a* a tiger cat she writhed her arms upwards and clawed at his face. AVith a scream of pain he re laxed his hold of her, and in that moment, quick as lightning she plucked the dagger that hung from his girdle so temptingly within her reach. "Valga. me Dios!” she cried, and ere a hand could be raised to prevent her she had burled the blade in her lovely breast and sank in a laughing, coughing heap at his feet. A final convulsix'e heave and she lay there *•**0uite still, whilst Ibrahim glared down ' at her with eyes of dismay, and over all the market there hung a hush of sudden awe. Rosamund had risen In her place, and a faint color came to warm her pallor, a faint light kin dled In her eyes. God had shown her the way through this poor Spanish girl, and assuredly God would give her the means to take it when her own turn came. She felt herself sud denly uplifted and enheartened. Death was a. sharp, swift severing, an easy door of escape from the horror that threatened her, afnd God In Hts mercy, she knew, would justify self-murder under such circumstances as were her own and that poor dead Andalu sian maids. At length Thrahim roused himself ¥ New York --Day by Day *—-* By O. O. McINTYRK. New York. May 17— Ladles of doubtful virtue are the most frequent visitor* to fortune telling salons. Many make semi-weekly visits to learn what the future holds. They realize their world may crumble about them any moment. They may have to move from the bijou apartment to a hail bedroom and ride on street cars instead of limousines. There is a block on Seventh avenue that Is the home of most of the seers. They, are mostly isrge, beefy women given to adorn ing themselves with jewels. ■£> The wife of a New York hanker whose husband discovered she had a purple past was a daily patron of Fortune Telling Row. She knew any day her secret might become known. Stage people are also devoted to the fortune telling art. The most popular fortune teller charges J10 a visit. t visited her the other day for a touch of local rolor. She began hy telling me my Initials. The hat I had left in the hall bore initials and I am quite certain they were communicated to her in some mysterious way. The rest of her information was In consequential and might be applied to any inan. She sensed I was a sceptic and it didn’t please her at all. She foretold the future with a greasy pack qf playing cards. The waiting room was filled with patrons. The most accomplished fortune teller I ever visited was a blind man who held forth In a little alley in Jnndori called Haunch-of-Venlson 1 ard. He sat before you and touched the tips of his fingers to your temples. He told me many things about my life that were true. He tripped uq. however, upon my Job in life. “You sre a. singer,” he said. Of all things in the wor’d that is one thing I am not. Still he was quite uncanny, de spite my conviction it was all guess work. Milady's shoes are getting gayer L each season. They are not only of right color, hut are being adorned , with beads and from the buckles a tassel hangs. Another feminine fashion Is the monogrammed gown. The raonograma are Inset in the waist and are of striking colora. (A correspondent writes me that tinless I shun mention of what ttie men and women are wearing In New York he will refuse to scan rn.v dally animadversions forever. Zip! Goes another reader. Not to Irritate my correspondent, but en passant, the veNls for dinner ciothee are now being worn in color Hume of Tyrian purple, other of Jade gieen and royal blue. There Is a veteran character actor who walks about town aicompanled by a beautiful St. Bernard dog. The actor's sight is becoming very dim end the dog pilots him through the maze of traffic. The other day he was being led across J/mgarre i Square. A policeman stopped them because the dog wasn’t muzzled. "If he has to wear a muzzle Fll keep him at home,” said the actor, and since that day he has not taken hi* da^ly el roll. The dog, by the wav. Is being per mltted more freedom In the Broad way night restaurants. He used to be barred, but so many theatrical folk own dogs and take them out for F , ... rtinner that, much 1 .nujO Mas lost hy barring them. Fourteenth street, redolent of in Qp numre and spi< ed with high adven | ture, seems to he donning l lie w inding ‘ sheet. There are scores of vacant | stores on the thoroughfare llist was f' once the huh of the town—th# high * ppnt of theatrical and cafe life The I last shooting gallery there Is noon to } gins* from his momentary atupor. He stepped deliberately acVoss the body, his face inflamed, and stood to beard the Impassive dalal. "She :s dead!” he bleated. "I am de frauded. Give me back my gold!” "Are we to give back the price of every slave that dies?" the dalal quea tloned him. "But she was not yet delivered to me,” raved the Jew. "My hands had not touched her. Give me hack my gold.” "Thou liest, son of a dog," was the answer, dispassionately delivered. "She was thine already. I had pro nounced her. Bear her hence, since she belongs to thee.” The Jew, his face empurpling, seemed to flglit for breath. “How?” he choked. "Am I to lose a hundred philips?" "Whet Is written is written,” he plied the serene dalal. Ibrahim was frothing at the lips, his eyes vveie blood-injected. "But it whs never written thut . . "Peace," said the dalal. "Had it not been written it could not have come to pass. It is the will of Allah! Who dares rebel against It?” The crowd began to murmur. "I want my hundred philips," the Jew Insisted, whereupon the mur mur swelled into a snddon roar. "Thou hearest?” said the dalal. "Allah pardon thee, thou are dis turbing the peace of this market. Away, erfe 111 betide thee.” "Hence! hence!” roared the crowd, and some advanced threateningly upon the luckless Ibrahim. “Away, thou perverter of Holy Writ! thou filth! thou dog! Away!" Such was the uproar, such the men ace of angry countenances and clenched fists shaken In his very fare, that Ibrahim quailed and forgot his loss in fear. "1 go. I go,” he said and turned hastily to depart.' But the dalal summoned him hack. “Take hence thy property,” said he, and pointed to the body. And so Ibrahim was forced to auffer the fur ther mockery of summoning bis slaves to hear away the lifeless body for which he had paid In lively potent gold. Yet by the gales he paused again. "I will appenl me lo the Basha,” he threatened. "Asad-ed-PIn is just, and he will have my money restored to me." "So he will," said the dalal. "when thou canst restore the dead to life," and he turned to the portly Ayoub, who was plucking at his sleeve. He bent his head to catch the muttered words of Fenxllehs wazeer. Then, in obedience to them, he ordered Rosa mund to be brought forward. She offered no least resistance, ad vaneing In a singularly lifeless way. like.a sleep walker or one who had been drugged. In the heat and glare of the open market she stood by the dalal's side at the head of the well, whilst he dilated upon her physical merits in that lingua franca which he used since It was current coin among all the assorted races repre sented there—a language which the knowledge of French that her resi dence in France had taught her she was to her increasing horror and shame able to understand. The first to make an offer for her was that same portly Moor who had sought to purchase the two Nubian” He rose to scrutinize hrr rlosely, and must have been satisfied, for the price he offered was a good one, and he offered it with contemptuous assut ante that he would not he outbidden. "One hundred philips for the milk faced girl." " T is not enough. Consider me the mOon bright loveliness of her fare." said the dalal as he moved on. "Chigil yields us fair women, hul no woman of Chigl was ever half so fair." , "One hundred and fifty." said the Levantine Turk w-ith a snar "Not yet enough. Behold the state !y height which Allah hath vouch safed her. See the noble carriage of her head, the luster of her eye! By Allah, She Is worthy to grace the sultan s own harem." He said no more than the buyers recognized to he true, and excite ment stirred faintly through their usually Impassive ranks. A Tagareen Moor named Yusuf offered at once two hundred. But still the dalal continued to sing her praises. He held up one of her arms fur inspection, and she submit ted with lowered eyes, and no sign of resentment beyond the slow flush that spread across her fare and van ished again. "Behold me Ihpse limbs, smooth as Arabian silkq and whiter than ivory. Look at those lips like pomegranate blossoms. The price is now two hun drrd philips. What wilt thou give, O Hamet?” Unmet showed himself angry that his original bid should so speedily hnve been doubled. "By the Koran. 1 have purchased three sturdy girls from the *us for less." “Wouldst thou compare a squat faced girl from the sus with this nnr clasiis eyed glqjv of womanhood? ' scoffed the dalsl. "Two hundred and ten. then.” was Harriets sulky grunt. The watchful Tsamanni considered that the time had come to buy her for hts lord as he had been bidden. "Three hundred." he said curtly, to make an end of matter, and— "Four hundred,” instantly piped a shrill voice behind- him. He spun round in hi* amazement atW met the leering face of Ayoub. A murmur ran through the ranks of the buyers, the people craned their necks to catch a glimpse of this open handed purchaser. Yusuf the Tagareen rose up in a passion. He announced angrily that never again should the dust of the sole of Algiers defile his slippers, that never again would he come there to purchase slaves. "By the well of Zem-Zem," he swore, "all men are bewitched in this mm kef. Four hundred philips for a Frankish girl' May Allah inereasej your wealth, for verily you'll need it." And in his supreme disgust lie stalked to the gales, and elhowred his way through the crowd, and so van ished from the sok. Yet ere he was out of earshot her price had risen further. Whilst Tsa mannl was recovering from his sur prise at the competitor that had sud denly appeared before him. the dalal had luted an increased offer from the Turk. “ 'T is a madness." the latter de plored. "But she pleatjeth me, and should it seem good to Allah the mer ciful to lead her Into the true faith she may yet become the light of my harem. Four hundred and twenty philips, then, O dalal, and Allah par don me niy prodigality." Vet scarcely was his little speech concluded than Tasmannil with laconic eloquence rapped out: “Five hundred! •‘Y’Allah!" cried the Turk, raising hla hands to heaven, and "Y'Allah! echoed the crowd. "Five hundred and fifty," shrilled Ayoub’s voice above the general din. “Six hundred," replied Tsamannl, still unmoved. And now such was the general hub huh provoked by these unprecedented prices that the da 111 was forced lo raise his voice and cry for silence. , • Eight hundred," snapped Tstimnn* ni, showing at last a little heat. "Nine hundred." replied Ayouh. Asarnnnnl swung round upon hi'" again, white now with fury. "Is this a Jest, O father of wind?" he cried, and excited laughter by the taunt implicit In that appellation. (To B** ( «n(ln»*«l Mondiiy.) __ THE NEBBS WHERE THERE’S A WILL THERE’S A WAY. 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