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LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
AUTHOR. OF "THE BRASS BOWfa." ETC.
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COPYRIGHT BY LOU3 tOSCIYt VANCE
SYN0P8I8.
David Amber, starting tor a duck-shoot-Injt
visit with his frloncl, Qunln. comes up
on i young lady oquettrtnn who 1ms boon
dismounted by her liorso becoming frlifht
ned nt tho sudden appearance In tlm road
of a burly Hindu. He declares he Is
Deliarl Lai ChatterJI, "tlio jippolnted
mouthpiece of Tho Hell." addresses Ambor
as n. innn of high rank nnd pressing n
niysterfouM little bronze box. "Tho To
Ken," Into his hand, disappears In tho
wood. The Kir! calls Amber by name.
Jle In turn addresses her as Miss Sophie
tarre 1. daughter of Col. Karrcll of the
nntlsh diplomatic servlro In India nnd
Vlsltlnjr the Qualns. Several nights later
the Qunln horns Is burglarized and the
nronze box stolen. Amber nnd Qunln go
nuntlng on an Island nnd become lost and
Ambor Is loft marooned.
CHAPTER III. (Continued).
lie had, then, thcao alternatives: ho
might cither compose hlmsolf to hug
tho Icoward stdo of a Uuno till day
break (or till relief should como) or
elso undertako n flvo-mllo tramp on
tho desporato hope of finding at tho
end of it tho tldo out and the sandbar
a enfo footway from shore to shore.
Detwecn tho two ho vacillated not at
all; anything were preferable to a
night in tho dunes, beaten by the lm
placablo storm, haunted by tho
thought of Qunln; and oven though ho
woro t& find tho eastern causoway un
der wntor, at least tho cxorclso would
havo served to keep him from freez
ing. Ten minutes after his last cartrldgo
had boon fruitlessly discharged, ho
sot out for tho ocean beach, pausing
at tho first duno ho camo upon to
scrape a shallow trench in tho sand
and cacho therein both guns and his
game-bag. Marking tho spot with a
bit of driftwood stuck upright, no
pressed on, ovcntually pausing on tho
overhanging Up of a 20-foot bluff. To
its foot tho beach bolow waB uswlrl
knoe-deep with wash of breakers.
Awed and disappointed. Amber
drew back. Tho beach was Impass
able; hero was no wido and easy road
to tho east, such as ho had thought to
find; to gain tho sandbar ho had now
to thread a tortuous and uncertain
way through tho bewildering dunes.
A demon of anxiety prodded him
on: ho must learn Qualn's fate, or go
mod. Onco on tho mainland it wero
a matter of facility to find his way to
tho vlllago of Shampton, tolophono
Tanglewood and chartor a "team" to
convey him thither. Ho shut his tcoth
on his determination and, set his faco
to tho east
Deset and roughly buffeted by tho
gale; tho snow settling In rippling
drifts in the folds of his. clothing and
upon his shoulders clinging llko a
cloth; his faco cut by cloud's of sand
lluug horizontally with woll-nlgb tho
forco of blrdsbot from a gun: ho
bowed to tho blast and plodded stead
ily on.
Imperceptibly fatigue benumbed his
iionses, blunted tho keen edge of Ills
emotions; oven tho caFe for Qualn bo
camo a mere dull achinn tho back of
his perceptions; of physical suffering
ho was unconscious. Ho fell a prey
to freakish fancies. For a long timo ho
moved on in stupid, wondering con
templation1 of a shining crescent of
sand backed by a groen, steaming
wall of jungle. Many visions formed
and dissolved in dream-liko phantas
magoria; but of them all tho strongest
and most recurront was that of the
girl in tho black rldlng-hablt, walking
by his sldo down tho alslo of trees.
Bo that presently tho tired and over
wrought man believed himself talking
with her, reasoning, arguing, pleading
desperatoly for his heart's deslro; .
. . and wakencdv with a start, to
bear the echo of her volco as though
Hhe had spoken but tho instant gone,
to find his own lips framing tho syl
lables of hor nnme "Sophia 1"
Abruptly ho regained consciousness
of his plight, and with nn effort Bhouk
his senses back into his hoad. It
was not 'precisely a time when he
could afford to let his wits go wool
gathering. Inflexible of purpose in
tho faco of all his weariness and dis
couragement, ho was on tho point of
resuming his march when ho was
struck by tho clrcumstanco that tho
whitened shoulder of n duno, quite
near at hand, should seem as If
Irostod with light coldly luminous.
Staring, speculative, he hung In the
wind lnqulsltfve as a cat but loath to
was to timo In footless inquiry. Tho
snow-fall, setting In wltii augmented
Vlolenco, decided hlra. Whoro' light
was, thero should be man, and where
man, sholter.
Ills third eager stride opened up a
wldo basin In tho dunes, filled with
eddying vails of snow, nnd set, at
some distance, with two brilliant
squares of light windows in an In
vtslblo dwelling. In tho spaco be
tween them, doubtless, there would bo
a door. But a second timo ho pnused,
remembering that tho island was, sad
to be uninhabited. Only yostorday ho
had asked and been so Informed. . .
. Oddl
So passing strnngo ho hold It, In
deed, that ho waa conscious of n sin
gular reluctance to question tho phe
nomenon. Ho had positively to forco
himself on to ecok tho door, and oven
when he had stumbled against Its
step ho twice lifted his hand ana let
It fall without knocking.
Thero was not n sound wltnln thnt
ho could hear abovo the clamour of
the goblin night.
J
In tho end, however,
stoutly chough.
ho knocked
CHAPTER IV.
The Man Perdu.
A shndow Bwopt swiftly ncross ono
of tho windows, and tho stranger nt
tho door waa awnro of a slight Jar
ring, as though soino more than ordln
nrlly brutal gust of wind had shaken
tho houso upon its foundation, or nn
innor door had been slammed vio
lently. But otherwiEO ho had so llttlo
ovldenco thnt his summons had fallen
on aught but empty walls or deaf oars
that ho had begun to debate his right
to enter without permission, when n
chain rattled, a bolt grated, and tho
door nwung wldo. A flood of rndlanoo
together with a gust of honted air
struck him In tho faco. Dazzled, ht
reeled across tho threshold.
Three paces within tho room, Amber
paused, wnltlng for his eyes to adjust
thomselvos to tho light. Vaguely con
scious of a presence behind him, ho
faced another the slight. Bparo b11-
houctto of a man's flguro between him
and tho lamp; and at Uie satuo timo
felt that ho was bolng subjected to
n cIobo scrutiny both searching and,
at its outset, tho reverso of hospitable
Dut ho had no more than become sen
sltlve to this than tho man beforo
stopped quickly forward and with two
strong handB clasped his shoulders.
"David Amber!" ho heard his name
pronouncod n a volco singularly
resonant and ploasant "So you'vo
run mo to earth at lost!"
Amber's faco was blank with in
credulity as ho recognlzod tho'Bpenk-
er. "Ruttonl" ho btammercd. "Rut
ton why by all that's Btrangol"
"Guilty," said tho other with a qulot
laugh. "Dut alt dcjwn." Ho swung
Amber about, gently guiding him to a
chair. "You look protty well dono up.
How long havu you been out in this
infernal night? But novor mind an
swering; I can wait, Doggottl"
"Yes, sir."
"Take Mr, Amber's coat and boots
and bring him my dressing-gown and
slippers."
"Yes, Blr."
"And a hot toddy and something-to
eat and bo quick about it,"
"Very good, sir."
Button's body-servant movod nolso
lcssly to Amber's side, doftly helping
him remove his shooting Jacket,
whoroon snow had caked In thin and
brittle sheets. Ills oyes, grey and
shallow, flickered recognition nnd
softened, but ho did not speak In an
ticipation of Amber's kindly "Good
evening. Doggott" To which ho re
sponded quietly: "Good evening, Mr.
Amber. It's a pleasuro to boo you
again. I trust you nro well."
"Quito, thank you. And you?"
"I'm very fit, thank you, sir."
"And 'Amber sat down again, Dog
gott kneeling at his feet to unlaco and
romovo his heavy pigskin hunting
boots "and your brother?"
For a moment tho man did not an
swer. His head was lowered bo that,
his features wero invisible, but a
dull, warm flush oversproad his
cheoks.
"And your brother, Doggott?"'
"I'm sorry, sir, about that; but It
was Mr. Rutton's orders," muttered
tho man.
"You'ro talking of tho day you met
Doggott at Nokomls station?" lntor-
posed his employer from tho stand ho
had taken at ono sldo of tho fireplace,
his back to tho broad hearth whoro
on blazed a grateful driftwood flro.
Ambor looked up inqujrlngly, nod
ding an unspoken afllrmatlve.
"It was my fault that he er pro
varlcatod, I'm afraid; as ho says, it
was by my ordor."
Rutton's expression was masked by
tho shadows; Ambor could mako noth
ing of his curious reticence, nnd re
mained Bllont, waiting a furthor ex
planation. It camo, presently, with an
effect of embarrassment.
"I had havo peculiar reasons for
not wishing my refuge hero to bo dls
covered. I told Doggott to ho cam
ful, should ho meet any ono we knew.
Although, of course, neither of us an
tlclpoted . . ."
I rton t think Doggott was any
mora dumbfounded than I," said Am
bor. "I couldn't bellovo ho'd left you,
yet It seemed impossiblo thats you
should bo horo-of all place In the
neighborhood of isokorolB, I menn. As
for that " Amber shook his head ex
pressiveiy, glancing round the inoun
room In which ho had found this man
of such extraordinary qualities. "It's
altogether Inconceivable," he summed
up his bewilderment.
"It does seem bo even to mo, at
times."
"The;i why In henvon'a name
"I boo I must toll you something
a llttlo; as llttlo as I can holp of
tho truth.-
"I'm afraid you must; though I'm
damned If I can detoct.a gllmmor of
euner rnymo or reason in tnls pre
posterous situation."
"In threo words," Rutton said delib
erately: "I am hiding."
"Hiding!"
"Obviously."
Amber bent forward, studying tho
elder man's raco intently. Thin and
dark not tanned llko Ambor'B, but
wun a nauvo aarKness of akin llko
that of tho Spanish It was strongly
marked, Us features at onco promi
nent nnd flnoly modeled. Tho hair
lutenBoly black, tho eyes as dark nnd
of peculiar flro, tho lips broad, full,
and sympathetic, tho cheekbones high,
tho forehead high and somewhat nar
row: those combined to form a
strangely striking ensemble, and
nono tho less striking for its weird
rcscmblanco to Amber's own cast of
countenance
Indeed, their llkcnos.1 one to tho
other was nothing less than wolrd in
that It could bo' so superficially
strong, yet oluslvo. No two mon woro
ever moro unnllko than these savo
In this superficial accident of facial
contours nnd complexion. No ono
knowing Amber (let us nay) could
ovor havo mistaken him for Button;
and yet nuy ono, atrango to both,
armed with n description of Rutton,
might pardonnbly havo believed Am
ber to bo his man. Yet manifestly thoy
woro products of nllon races, oven of
different climes their Individualities
as dissimilar as tho poles.
"Hiding!" Amber roltorated in n
tono scarcoly louder than a whisper.
"And you havo found mo out, my
friend."
"But hut I don't"
Rutton lifted a hand In deprecation:
and ns ho did bo tho door in tho renr
of the room opened nnd Doggott en
tered. Cat-like, pausing behind Am
ber, ho placed upon tho table n small
tray, and' from a steaming pitcher
poured him n glass of hot spiced
wlno. At a look from his employer ho
filled a second.
Amber lifted his fragrant glnss.
"You'ro Joining me, Rutton?"
"With nil my heart!" Tho mnn
cafne forward to his glass. "For old
snko's sake, David. . Shall wo drink
a toast?" Ho hesitated, with a marked
air of embarrassment, then Impul
slvoly swung his glass uloft. "Drink
standing!" ho cried, his volco oddly
vibrant. And Ambor rose. "To the
king tho king, God bless him!"
"To tho king I" It wns moro nn ox
clnmatlon of surprlso thnn an echo
to tho toast; nevertheless Amber
drnlncd his drink to tho flnnl drop. As
ho resumed his scat, tho room rang
with tho crash of splintering glass;
In the End, However, He
Rutton hnd dashed hla tumbler to
atoms1 on tho hearthstone.
"Well!" commented Amber, lifting
his brows quostlonlngly. "You nro
slncoro, Rutton. But who In blazeB
would ovor have suspected you of bo
lng n British subject?"
"Why not?"
"But it scorns to mo I should havo
known"
"Whnt havo you over really known
about me, David, savo Uiat I am my
self?" "Well when you put It that way
llttlo enough nothing." Amber
laughed nervously, disconcerted. "But,
seriously now, this foolish talk nbout
hiding Is nil a Joke, Isn't It?"
"No." said Rutton soberly; "no, It's
no Joko." Ilo sighed profoundly. "As
for my recent wherenbouta, I have been
ah traveling considerably moving
about from pillar to post." To this
tho mnn added a single word, the
more significant In that It embodlod
tho nonrcst approach to a confldonco
that Amber had over known him to
mako: "Hunted."
'(Hunted by whom?"
"I beg your pardon." Rutton bent
forward nnd pusheutho cigarettes to
Amber's elbow. "I am ah so pre
occupied with my own moan troubles,
David, that I had forgotten that you
had nothing to smoke, Forgive me."
"That's a mattor, I"
Amber cut short his Impatient
catechism in deference, to tho other's
mute plea. And Rutton thanked him
with a glance ono of thoso looks
which, botween friends, nro moro elo
quent than words. Sighing, ho shook
his head, his eyes onco moro seeking
tho flnmes. And silently studying his
faco tho play of light from lamp and
hearth throwing ita features Into sa
lient rcllor for tho first timo Ambor,
his wlta warmed back to activity from
tho stupor tho bitter cold had put upon
thorn, noticed how timo nnd enro had
worn upon tho man nlnco thoyhnd
last parted. Ho had nover suspected
Rutton to bo his senior by moro yearn
than ton, nt tho most; tonight, how-
ever, ho might well ho tnken for fifty.
Impulsively tho youngor man sat up
and put n hnnd upon tho arm of Rut
ton's chnlr. "What can I do?" ho
asked simply.
Rutton roused, returning his regard
with n Binllo slow, charming, infinitely
sad. "Nothlng.'l ho replied; "abso
lutely nothing."
"But Buroly 1"
"No man can do for mo what I
cannot do for myBclf. When tho tlrao
comes" ho lifted his shouldors light
ly "I will do whnt I can. Till then
. . ." Ho dlvorgcd nt n tangont
"After nil, tho world Is qulto as tiny
ns tho worn-out aphorism has it. To
think thnt you should find mo hero!
It's loss than a week slnco Doggott
nnd I hit upon this placo nnd ncttlcu
down, qulto convinced wo had, nt last.
lost oursolvos . . . and might havo
poaco, for n llttlo spaco at least! And
now," concluded Rutton, "wo havo to
movo on."
"Bccnuso I'vo found you hero?"
"Rocnuso you havo found mo."
"I don't understand."
"My dear boy, I novcr meant you
Bhould."
"But If you'ro in any danger"
"I am not."
"You'ro notl But you just said"
"I'm In no danger whatovor; hu
inanity Is, If I'm found."
"I don't follow you nt all." -
Again Rutton smiled wearily. "I
didn't expoct you to, David. But this
misadventure makes it neccssnry that
Bhould tell you something; you must
bo nni do to bellovo In mo. I hog you
to; I'm nolthcr mad nor making gamo
of you." Thero was no questioning
tho sano slncorlty of tho mnn, Ho
contlnuod slowly. "U'b n stmplo fact,
lncredlblo but absolute, that, woro ray
whorcabouts to bo mado public, a
groat, a stacgorlng blow would bo
Knocked Stoutly Enough.
struck against tho penco nnd security
of tho world. . . . Don't laugh, Da
vid; I mean It."
"I'm not lnughlng. Rutton; but you
niuui Know mnis a pretty largo or
der. Moat mon would" I
"Call mo mnd. Yes, I know," Rut
ton took up ills words as Ambor
pnused, confused. "I can't oxpoct you
to understand mo: you couldn't unleBS
I wero to toll you whnt I may not
But you know mo bettor, perhaps,
inun any living man savo Doggott
. , ami ono other. You know
whether or not I would Book to doludo
you, David. And ,'knowlnc thnt I
could not, you know why It scorns to
mo Imperative thnt, this holo being
discovered, Doggott nnd I must bo
ioko oursoives elsowhero. Surely
thero tnunt ho solitudes I" Ho roso
with n gosturo of irapatlonco and be
gan restlessly to movo to and fro.
Ambor started suddonly, flushing.
"it you moan "
miuotiH Kindly hand forced him
unck into his chair. "Sit down, David
I novor meant thnt nover for nn In
Btnnt dreamed you'd intontionnlly bo-
tray my secret. It's enough that you
snouid ltnow it, Bhould occasionally
tninK or mo ns being horo, to bring
mistortuno down upon mo, to work nn
Incalculable disaster to tho progress
or tins civilization of oura."
tfr
iou mean,- Ainuor nsicca uncer
tainly, "thought transference ?"
"Something of tho aort yes." Tho
man camo to a pauso besido Amber,
looking down nlmost pitifully Into his
face. "I daresay all this Bounds hope
lessly melodramatic and neurotla and
tommyrouc, uavld. but ... I can
tell you nothing moro. I'm sury"
"But only lot mo holp you any way
in my powor, Rutton. There's noth
ing I'd not do. . . ."
"I know, David, I know It, But my
case Is boyond human aid, slnco I am
powerless toapply n remedy myself."
"And you nro poworlcos?"
Rutton was silent n long moment
Then, "Timo will toll," ho said quietly.
"There Is ono way ... ." Ho re
sumed hla monotonous round of the
room.
Mechnntcnlly Amber began to
smoke, trying hard to think, to pene
trate by v reasoning or Intuition tho
wall of mystery which, It seomcd, Rut-
Rutton Turned to tho Fire, HU Head
Drooping Despondently,
ton choso to sot botween himself nnd
tho world.
Presently ho grew conscious that
Rutton wns standing ns It listening,
his oycB averted to tho windows.
"Whnt Is it?" ho inquired nt length.
unable longer to enduro tho tensity
of the pauso.
"Nothing. I bog your pardon, Da
vid." Rutton returned to his chair,
making n visible effort to shako off
his preoccupation. "It's nn ugly night
out thero. Lucky you blundered on
this placo. Tell ma haw It happened.
What became of tho other man your
friend?"
Tho thought of Qualn Btnbbod Am
bor's consciousness with a mental
pang as keen as ncuto physical an
gulBh. Ho Jumped up In tormont
"God I" ho cried chokingly. "I'd fop
gotten! Ho'b out thoro on tho bnyi
poor dovlll frcozlng to death if not
drowned. Our boat wont ndrift some
how; Qunln would InBlst on going aft
er her In n loalcy old skiff wo found on
tuo snoro . . . nnd didn't como
back. I waited till it was hopeless,
then concluded I'd mnko n try to crosB
to Shampton by wny of tho tidal bar.
And I muBtl"
"It's impossiblo," Rutton told hlra
with grnvo sympathy. '
"But I must; think of hla wife nnd
children, Ruttonl Thorn's u chance
yet n haro chanco; ho may have
reached tho boat If ho did, ovory
mlnuto I waste hero is killing htm by
Inchos; he'll dto of exposure! But
from Shampton wo could Bend
boat"
"Tho tldo fulls nbout midnight to
night" interrupted Rutton, consulting
his watch. "It's after nlno and
thero's a hoavy surf breaking ovor tho
bnr now. By ton it'll bo impassable
and you couldn't reach it boforo 11. Bo
content, David; you'ro powerless."
"You'ro right I know that" groan
cd Amber, his hoad in his hands. "I
was afraid it was honoless. but
nut"
"I know, dear boy, I know!"
With a gosturo of dospalr Ambor
resumed his seat For somo timo ho
remained' deep sunk in dojoctlon. At
length, mastering hlB omotlon, ho
lookod up. "How did -you know about
Qunln that wo wero togothor?" ho
asked.
"uoggott bbw you land this morn
Ing, and I vo been watching you nil
day with my flold-gloasos, prepared
to tnko cover tho mlnuto you turned
my way. Don t ho nngry with mo,
David; it wasn't that 1 didn't yearn to
boo you faco to faco again, but that
. I didn't duro."
"Oh, that!" exclaimed Ambor with
an oxusperntod fling of hla hand. "Bo-
twoon tho two of you you and Qunln
you 11 drlvo mo mad with worry."
"I'm Borry, David. . I only wlah I
might any moro. It hurts n bit to havo
you doubt mo."
"I don't doubt," Amber declared In
doBporntlon; "at lenat, I mean 1 won'
If you'll bo scnslbla and let mo stand
by and boo you through this trouble
whatever it Is."
Rutton turned to tho flro, hla head
drooping uospondentiy. ' That may
not bo," ho Bald heavily. "Tho gront
est Bervlco you can do md Is to for
got my exlstonco, now nnd henceforth
eraso our friendship from tho tublotu
of your memory, pans mo na a strau
gor should our waya over cross
again." Ho fllckod tho stub of a cig
arette Into tho flaraos. "Klsmot!
I mean that, David, from my heart.
Won't you do this for mo ono last
favor, old friend?"
Amber nodded.
"Then . . ." Rutton attempted to
divert tho subject. "I think you said
Qualn? Any relation to Quuln's
'Arynn Invasion of India?' "
(TO IJE CONTINUED.)
Ideals Always Important.
It is by bellovlug In, loving and fol
lowing Ullmltablo ideals that a man
growB gront. Tholr vory impossibility
is tholr highest virtue Thoy Uvo be
foro us as tho lmao of that which
wo nro to grow for ovor. Stopford
Brooko.
Height of Meanness.
"Our now neighbor must bo a very
suspicious character." "Why so?"
"She employs a maid who 1 deaf b4
dumb, the moan thins I "
in inn rrm m
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est wheat Holds in tho world nnd prob
ably tho largest ylold of wheat, oats
and burloy thnt has ovor been grown
on tho Continent, And all this on
land somo of which, cost tho Bottler,
only tho $10.00 naccsonry to enter for
his homestead, or, if ho purchased,
In somo cases, costing him from $7.00'
to $10.00 per aero, but which is now,
worth from $15.00 to $20.00 por acre.
Even at thoso prices tho land is re
markably cheap as will bo realized'
when tho stntomont ia mado that from'
20 to 25 hushols por aero and over
of wheat are grown, nottlng the farm
er from $3.00 to $10.00 por acre; nnd
this on land that ho got for nothing
or paid merely n nominal price. In
fact the production shows that $18.00
to $20.00 por aero would bo a nominal
prlco for land thnt would produce as
thoso lands produce
Rifle for Under Water Action.
Whon ho is working in wator lnfost
ed -by sharks and other sea monsters
llkoly to do him harm, tho diver has
nt prosont to roly for Ills safety on tho
uso of tho knlfo, or, falling that, on a
quick return to tho Burfaco. Now
comes tho Invention ot Captain Grobl,
a Gorman diving Instructor, who has
constructed a rlfln which can ho fired
under water, and is designed for the
better arming of the diver. The most
remarkable thing about this Is that it -flros,
not bullets, but water, which is
;iropollod with such forco thSt It has
an oxtrnordlnnry powor of penetration,
indeed, ho inventor himself hns
plorcod armor plate of medium thick
ness with tho water Jot from his
weapon, Tho rlfio haH a stout barrel
and is londod with a cartridge cased
la India rubber.
The Retort Courtoous. '
Manager You prima dotinuB want
so much for your sorvicos.
Prima Donna And you mnnngors,
want our sorvicos for a song.
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As a Tonic
and Regulator
You will find Hos
tetter's Stomach
Bitters absolutely
trustworthy. It, is
backed by a 58 years'
record in cases of
Bloating, Flatulency,
Indigestion, Costive
ness, Cramps, Diar
rhoea, Malaria, Fever
and Ague.
TRY A BOTTLE TODAY
The genuine has our Private
Stamp over neck of bottle. Refuse
all other.
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