LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE AUTHOR OF "THE BRASS BOWIs." ETC. DULWUGwarooJcis by assr wAtarsm copyright or Loui ooscph vancc SYNOPSIS. , David Amber, slnrtlng for ft duck-shoot K)g viMt with hli friend, Qualn, comes up en ft young lady equestrian who lias wtw dismounted by her homo becoming frwit tried t the sudden anpearnnco In the rond Pf ft burly Hindu. He declares ho Is Jielmrl , I.al ClmtlcrJI, "The appointed mouthpleco of tho noil," Addresses Amber ps ft man of high rank and pressing: ft kiystcrlous little bronio box, "The To ken," Into his hand, disappears In the wood. Tho filrl calls Amber by name. Ha In turn addresses her as Miss Dopljlo Forroll, daughter of Col, Tarrull of the Hrltlsh diplomatic service In India. itnd Visiting the Qunlns. Hoveral nights later tho Qualn home Is burfclarlxrd ana tho hi onto box stolen. Amber and Qualn RO hunting on nn Island and become lost and Amber Is loft marooned. Ho wnndors Sowt, finally reaches a cabin and roc irnlxesi m Its occupant an old friend named ronton, whom he lust mot In Eng. land, and who appears to be In hiding. Vhen Miss lAirrofl Is mentioned Iiutton it. strangely ngttntod. Chattorjl appear and summons Itutton to a tuocttng of n mysterious body. Itutton soUcs a rovol vcr end dashes after ChatterJI. Ho re Jurny wildly excited, says h has killed tnp Hindu, takes poison, nnd when dying asks Amber to go to India on a mysteri ous errand. .Amber decides to leavo nt pneo for India. On the way ho sends u letter to Mr. Labcrtouche. a scientific mend In Calcutta, by a quicker route, upon arriving ho finds a note, awaiting him. It dlrcctri Amber to meet ills friend fit a certain piece. The latter tells him he knows his mission Is to get Mlna Far ell out of tho country. Amber attempts to dispose of tho Token to n money-lender, Is mistaken for Rultoh and barely escapes being mobbed. A message from I-abertouoho causes him to start for Dar- JMllngi on tho way ha meets Miss Mrrell, nnd At their Journoy's end asks her to beoomo his wife. A Hindu con ducts Amber to a sooret plneo, and In the presence of a beautiful woman who mis takes him. for nutton. Iitnr Amber In drurefd, Tho Hindus plot robelllon, and fit Lubertoucho's Instigation Amber ro turns to the woman Noralni to discover the Accrot of tho conspiracy. Ho learns (hoy wquld make him their king. CHAPTER XVIII. (Continued). Again he fallod to answer. Some where near him ho honrd a slight nolsa as of a man moving Impatiently; and thon a whisper: "Respond, thou fool!" "Art thou come, O choaon of the dateway?" tho boll-volco rang. "I . . . I am como," Ambor man aged to roply, "Hoar yol" Tang tho boll, "Honr yo, 0 lordB and rulora In Modhyamnl 0 children of my Gntoway, hoar yo well! lie Is come! Ho stands upon the threshold of the Gateway." A great drum roared llko tho crack pf doom; aud Amber's Jaw dropped. For (n the high roof of the templo a six-foot slab had been noiselessly withdrawn, and through It a cold Bhuft of moonlight fell, cutting the gloom ilka h gigantic rapier, .ana smote with Its immaoulato radiance tho 'truo Oatoway of Bwords, Not six paces from him It leaped out of the darkness In an Iridescent sheen; nn arch a scant ten foot In height, and in span double tho width of a big man's shoulders, woven across like h weaver's frame with ribbons of pale llro. Hut tho ribbons wore of steel steol bladeB, sharp, bright,1 gleaming. With tholr pommols cun ningly affixed so that tholr points touched and Interlaced, yet swung free, thoy lined thq piers of tho nrch from bnno to span and all tho grace ful sweep of tho Intrndos, a curtain of shimmering, trembling ntcel, barring tho way to tho mystory boyond. Which was darknoBs, "0 yo swords 1" bellod tho volco. . . . "O yo swordB that havo known no dishonor! 0 yo awards that havo aung In the grasp of my grentost! Swords of Johangur, Akbnr, Alamglrl Swords of Alludln, Humayun, Shah Jehan! Swords of Tlmur-Leng, Arung jteb, Uao Button! ..." , The Invocation scorned Intermina ble, Amber recognized almost ovory name noted In tho annuls and legends of Hindustan. , , . "Httarken, 0 my swords! Ho, thy choson, praystU for entry! What Is thy welcome?" One by one the blades began to shiver, clashing their neighbors, until the curtain of steel gJlmmored and glistened like phosphorescence In a iiummer sea, and tho placo was UUed nwlth the linmlc of tholr contact; and through tholr clamor boomed tho bout "0 my ehosonl" Amber started and held himself firmly In hand. "Look well, look well! Here Is thy portal to kingship and glory!" Ho frowned and took a stop forward as If lie would throw himself through tho, archway; for ho hud suddenly ro- rocmborcdtWtth compelling vividness that Bqpula Furroll wob to bo won only by that passngo, Rut ns ho moved tho swords clattered nfroBh and swung outwardo, presenting a brlstlo of points, And ho stopped, while tho Volco, Indmeront and romoto na ol Ways, continued to haranguo him. "If thy heart, O nly chosen, bo clean, unsullied with few and gullo; It thy faith be the faith of thy fathora and thy honor rooted in lovo of thy land: If thou hast faith In tho strength of thy hands to hold tho reins of otnplro . . enter, having no fear." "Trick-work," ho told hlmBolf, Ho set his teeth with dotormlnatton "Hope they don't soo fit to cut mo to pieces on suspicion. Hero goes." Ho moved forward with a firm Btop until his bosom ail but touched tho points, Instantaneously, with another clash as of cymbals, tho blados wero de flected and returned to their first po rltlon, closing tho way, Ho hesitated Thon, "That shan't stop mo!" ho sold through his teoth, and pushed forward heart in mouth. Ho breasted tho cur tals and felt it give; tho blados yield cd jealously, closing round his body llko cold, caressing arms; ho felt their chill kisses on his checks and hands, even through his clothing ho was con scious of tholr clinging, deadly touch. Abruptly thoy swung ontlroly froo, leaving tho entrance clear, nnd he was drawing a frco breath when tho moon glaro showed him tho swords returned to position with tho speed of light. Ho Jumped for his llfo and oscaped bolng slashed to pieces by tho barest Inch. Thoy swung to behind him; and again tho drum roared, whllo afar thnro aroso a furious, oldrltch walling of conches. Ovorhead tho oponlng disappeared nnd tho light was shut out. In darkness as of tho Hall of Eblls tho conches woro stilled and the echoes ebbed Into a sllenco that held uwny for many minutes oro again tho boll spoko. "Stretch forth thy hand." Somewhat shaken, Ambor hold out nn opon palm before him. Then out of nothingness somothlng plopped Into Amber's hand and his fingers closed convulsively about it. It was a haM, very small, small as a child's, gnarled and hard as stool and cold as Ice. Without nny forewarning two heavy hands gripped him, ono on cither shoulder, and ho was forced to his knees. At tho sumo instant, with a snapping criicklo a spurt of bluo flame shot down from tho zenith, and whero it fell with a thunderclap a dazzling glaro of emerald light shot up breast high. To his half-bllndod eyes it soomed, for a time, to danco suspended In tho air bofore him. A vapor swirled up from it, a thin cloud, luminous. Dy degroos ho niado outfits source, a small, brazen bowl on n tripod. In front of him ho could soo noth ing beyond tho nolsolcssly wavering flame. Hut presently n hand appeared, aa if by magic, above tho bowl a fland, bony, brown nnd long of flngor, that soomed attached to nothing and cast somothlng llko a powdor into the flro. Thore followod a fizz and puff of vapor, and a strong and heavy gust of Inconso was wafted Into Ambor's face. Agnln and again tho hand appoared, sprinkling powdor in tho brnzlor, un til tho smoko cloudod tho atmosphere with its fluent, eddying colls. Tho goosoflcsh that had pricked out on Amber's skin subsided, and his qualms wont with It "Greek flro burn ing in tho bowl," ho explained tho phe nomenon; "and n natlvo with his arm I wrapped to tho wrist In black Is feed ing It. Not a bad effect, .though.' It was, perhaps, as woll that ho had not bcon deceived, for thero was a horror to como that requlrod ull hla strength to face. Ho becamo con scious that something was moving be tween him and tho brazier Bomothlng which ho had Incuriously assumed to bo a ploce of dirty cloth loft thero carolcssly, But now ho saw it stir, squirm, nnd upend, unfolding itself nnd lifting Its head to tho looping flnmo; an immense cobra, slook nnd whlto no ivory, its swolllng hood as largo as a man's two hands, with n binocular mark on It as yollow as topaz and with vlcloua oyos glowing llko twin rubles in Ita vilo llttlo head Amber's breath clicked In his throat and ho shrank back, rising; but this Instlnctivo move had boon provided against and boforo hla knooB woro fairly off tho rooky floor ho was forced down ngnin by tho hands on his shoul dors. Ho was unable to tako his oyos from tho monster, and though torror such as man is heir to lay cold upon his hcait, ho did not again attempt to stir, Thoro was no sound. Alone nnd un disturbed tho, bleached vipor warmod to its danco with tho pulsing flame, turning and twisting, weaving and writhing in Its Infernal glare. "Hear yo, O my pooplosl" Amber Jumpod. Tho volco had seemed to ring out from a point dl roctly overhead, Ho looked up and discovered above him. vacuo in tho obscurity, tho out- linos of a glgnn'tto boll. haucluK mo- tionloss. Tho greon glnro. sh nine on its rim and partly Illuminating Its ompty hollow (ho saw no clapper) ro vcalod tho sheen of bronzo of which It was fashioned. Out of its Immonso bowl, tho volco rolled llko thunder: "Hoar yo, 0 my pooples!" A rosponslvo murmur ascended from the company round tho walls: "Wo hoar! Wo hear, O Medhyama!" "Mark woll this man, O ehtldron of my Gntoway. Mark woll! Out ot yo all I havo choBon him to lead thoo In tho work of hunting; for I thy mothor, I Medhyama, I Bhnrutn, I tho body from which yo aro sprung, call mo by wlmtover namo yo know mo I am laid low with a great sickness. Yea, I am strickon and laid low with a sickness." In tho brazier tho flomo leapod high nnd substdod, and with it tho cobra lonpcd and sank low upon its colls. "I, thlno old mothor, havo called yo i . - . . ... togothor to holp In my hoallug. From my. feet to my head I am oaten with pestilence, yen, I am dovourod aud possessed by tho ovll, Eyon of old was It thus with thy mothor; loug slnco sho complained of tho Plnguo that Is Scarlot moaned nnd cried out and turned in her miaory. . , . But yo failed mo, Thon my peoples woro . ....II . 1 A.. t . . .. TuKiini;s nuu moir ucarts oil were craven; tho Scarlet Evil dismayed them; thoy fled from Its power and left it to batten on mo in my olek ncsfl." A deep groan welled in uncounted throats and resounded through tho cavern. "Will ye fall mo again, O my chil dren r "Nay, nay, O our mother! "Too loug havo I suffered and been patient in silence. Now I must bo elennsed and mado wbolo as of old time; yea, I must bo purged Altogeth er and tho ovll cast out from me. It Is time. . . . Yo havo heard, yo haVo answered; mako ready, for tho day of tho cleansing npproachcth. Whet thy swords for tho days of tho healing, for my cleansing can bo but by Bteol, Yea, thy swords shall do away with tho ovll. and tho land shall run red with tho blood of Ufiaruta, the blood of thy mother; it shall run. to tho sea as a river, bearing with it tho Rod Evil. So and no othcrwlso shall I, thtno old mother, bo hoalod and mado wholo again," Amber was watching tho serpent iiazcu and weary as it witn a great ncod of sloop, Even tho salvos of shouln camo to him na from a great distance To tho clangor of. tho boll alono ho hnd bocomo abnormally sen sitive; ovcry fiber of his bolng shud dered, rosponslvo to its woird nuances. It returned to its solemn and stately Intoi'.ing. "Out of yo all havo I chosen and fixed upon ono who shall load ye. Through his shall my strength bo made manifest, my will bo mado known to my peoples. His must yo servo and obey; to him must yo bow down nnd bo humblo. Say, nro yo ploascd? Will yo havo hlmmy chil dren TH Without an Instant's delay a cry of ratification rang to tho roof. "Yen, 0 our mother! him wo will servo and obey, to him bow down and bo humblo." Tho volco' addressod Itself directly to tho knoollng man. Ho stiffened nnd roused. "Thou hast heard of tho honor wo confor upon thoe I Medhyama, thy mothor, and thoso my children, thy brothors, Yo shall load and rulo in Bhnruta. Aro yo ready?" Half hypnotized, Amber oponod his mouth, but no words camo. His chin droppod to hla broatt. "Thy strength must bo known to my peoples; thoy must see thoo put to tho proof thy courage, that thoy may know thoo to bo tho man for their. , . . Yo aro ready?" Ho was unable to movo a finger. "Stretch out thlno arms!" Ho shuddered and trlod to obey, 'Jo volco rang lmporatlro. "BTrolch forth thlno arms for tho testing!" Somohow, mechanically, ho succeed ed In raising hla arms and holding thorn rigid b'oforo him. Alarmed by tho movement tho cobra turnod with a hlss.'wavlng his poisonous head. But tho Virginian mado no offor to with draw hlH hands. His oyos woro wldo nnd staring and his fnca livid. A subdued murmur camo from tho men cluatorca round tuo iuois, m semi-dnrknoss, Tho boll boomod forth like an organ. "O hooded death. . . . O death, who art tralnod to my servlco! Thou boforo whom all mon stand affrighted! Thou who canst look Into tholr hearts nnd road them as n scroll that is un rolled. . . . Look dcop Into tho hoart of my choBonl Judgo It ho bo worthy or wantlngj Judgo it'ho bo falsa or truo, . . . Judgo him, O death!" Boforo Ambor tho groat serpent was oscillating llko n pondulum. its llttlo I Irmmiii nlnvlnr-4UUn forked roil lleht. tonguo playing llko forked rod light nlng, its lonthBomo rod oyos holding his own. "Look woll, O death, and Judgo hlml" Tho danco of tiro hooded denth changed in chnrnctor, grow moro frcn 7.led; tho whlto writhing coIIb melted Into ono anothor In dizzying contusion; I . .... uguro merged mto uguro uko smoKQ, . . . The suspense grew intoler able. "Hast thou Judged him, 0 death?" Instantly tho whlto cobra reared up to its utmost nnd remained poised over Amber, barely moving savo for the al most Imperceptible throbbing of tho hood nnd tho incessant darting of tho forked, tongue. "If ho bo loyal, then Bparo him." Tho hood did not movo. Amber's fleeh crawled with unspeakable dread. "If ho bo faithless, thon . . . strike I" For another moment tho cobra maintained tho tensity. Thon Blowly, cruel head waving, hood shrinking, eyes losing tholr deathly luster, coll by coil It sank. A thick murmur ran tho round of tho walls, swelling' Into an inarticulato cry, whlbh beat upon Amber's ears llko tho rnvlng of a far-off surf. From his Hps a strangled sob broko, and, ovory musclo rolaxlng, ho lurched' for ward. Alarmed, In a trlco tho cobra was up again, hood dlstcndod to tho bursting point, head swinging so swiftly that tho oyo could not follow It In anothor breath would como the final thrust. A flrearm oxplodod behind Amber, singeing his cheek with its flame. Ho foil over sidoways, barely escaping tho head of tho cobra, which, with its hood blown to tattors, writhed in con vulsions, Its malignant tonguo strain ing forth as if in one last attempt to reach his hand. A second shot followed tho first and then a brisk, confused fusillade Am ber hoard a man scream out In mortal agony, nnd tho dull Bound of a heavy body falling near him; but, coincident with tho second report, tho brazier had been overturned and its light extin guished no if suckod up into tho air, CHAPTER XIX. Button's Daughter. In darkness tho blacker for tho sud den disappearance of tho light, some body stumbled over Ambor stumblod and Bworo In good English. Tho Vir ginian sat up, crying out as weakly as a child: "Labortoucho!" A voice said: Thank God!" Ho folt strong hands lift him to his feet. Ho clung to him who had helped him, swaying llko a drunkard, wits a-swlrl in tho brain thuo roughly awakened from Boml hypnosis. "Hero," said Labortouchea volco, "tako my hand and followVVo'ro In ior it nowi" no caught Arabor'a hnnd and dragged him, yielding and unquestion ing, rapidly through n chaotic ruBh of unsoon bodies. Tho firing had olectrifled tho tonso- strung audlcnco. With a pandomo- nium ot shrieks, oaths, Bhouts. orders unhoard and commands unhoodod, a concerted ruBh was mado from ovory quarter to tho spot whoro tho doomed mnn had boon knoollng. No man could havo Bald whoro ho Btood or whither ho ran savo one, perhaps. That ono was at Ambor's eldo and had laid his courso beforehand and know that both their lives dopended upon his stick ing to it without dovlatlon. To him ruan or a nundrod foot In a direct lino monnt Halvntlon, tho least dovla tlon from It, denth. Ho was now recovering rapidly and noio to appreclato that thoy stood good chanco of winning away; for tho natives woro all converging toward tho center of tho cavern, and apparently nono necaea tnom. Nevertheless La bertoucho, roleaBlng him, put a rovol vcr in ma hand. "Don't hosttato to shoot if anyone comos tnis way!" ho sold. "I'vo got to got mis uoor open and , . , Ho broko oft with nn ejaculation of gratituuo; for whllo ho had boon snonk Ing his fingers busily groping In the convolutions or tho sculptured pedes tnl had oncountered what ho souuht and now ho pulled out an iron bar two feet or bo In longth and aa thick oa a woman's wrlBt Inserting this in n socitqr., as ono familiar with tho trick, lio put his weight upon It: carved sandstono slab slid back silent "0 My Chosenl" , ly, disclosing a black cavernous opening. "In with you," panted Labortoucho, removing tho lover. "Don't delay." Ambor did not Ho took with him a hazy impression of a vast, vaulted hall filled with a ruddy glaro of torchlight, a raving rabble of gorgeously attired natives in its center. Then tho open ing received him nnd ho found himself in a black bolo ot an underground gallery a placo that reeked with the dank odors ot tho tomb. Lnbcrtoucho followod nnd with tho aid of a small electric pocket lamp dis covered another sockot for tho lovor. moment later tho slab moved back into placo. Labortoucho chuckled. "Como along," ho said, and drow ahoad at n dog-trot They sped down a passago that dolvod at a sharp grade through solid rock. ' Now and again It turnod and struck away in another direction. Onco thoy descondod or rather foil down a short, steep flight of steps. At tho bottom Amber stopped. "Hold on!" ho cried. Labortoucho pulled up impatiently. What's tho matter?" "Sophia!" "Trust me, dear boy, and coma along." It was somo ttmo later that Laber- toucho extinguished hla lamp and threw a low word of warning over his shoulder. Synchronously Ambor discerned, far ahead, a faint glow ot yollow light As they boro down upon it with unmoderated speed ho could sco that it emanated from a rough hewn doorway, opening off tho pas sage. Labortoucho pushed Ambor oa ahead. Stooping, tho Virginian en tered a nmnll, mdo chambor hollowed out of tho rock of Katlapur. A crude lamp in a brackot furnished all its illu mination, flltlng it with a reek of hot oil. Amber was vaguoly aware of tho flguroa of two womon ono standing in a cornor, the other seated dejected ly upon a charpoy, her head against tho wall. As ho lifted his head after passing under tho low lintol, tho wom an In tho cornor fired at him point blank. Tho Virginian saw tho Jot ot flamo spurt from her hand and felt tho bul let's Impact upon tho wall behind his head. Ho flung himself upon her In stantly. Thero was a moment of furi ous strugglo, whllo tho cell echoed with tho rovcrberatlonB of tho shot and tho screaming ot tho woman on tho charpoy. Tho pistol exploded again as ho grappled with tho would-bo mur deress; tho bullet,' passing up his sleovo, croased his left arm as with a whlto-hot iron, and toro out through tho oloth on his shoulder. Ho twisted brutally tho wrist that hold the weap on, and the woman dropped It with a cry of pain. You would I" ho cried, and throw her from him, putting a foot upon the piBtol. 1 Sho reolod back against tho wnll and crouched thero, trembling, her chcoka on flro, her oyes nflamo with rage. "You dog!'.' sho Bhrillod In Hindi and spat at him llko a maddened cat Then ho recognized her. Narainl!" Ho stepped back in his surprlBo, his right hand seeking in stinctively tho wrist of his left, which was numb with pain. Hl3 change of position left tho pistol unguarded, nnd tho woman swooped down upon it llko a bird of proy; but boforo sho could get her fingers on Its grip, Labortoucho stopped between them, fended her off, anjd qulotly poa Eessed himself ot tho weapon. Your pardon, madam," ho said, gravely. Naraini rotrcatcd, shaking with fury, and Ambor omployod tho resplto to rocognlzo Sophia Farrell in tho woman on tho charpoy. Sho was still seated, provonted from rising by bonds about her wrists and nnkles, and though un naturally pale, her anguish of fear and despair had Bot Its raarka upon her fnco without ono whit detracting from tho appeal pf her beauty. Ho wont to her immediately, and as tholr oyos met, hors flamed with Joy, rollof and ho dared bollovo a Btronger emotion. "You you'ro not hurt, Mr. Amber?" "Not at all. Tho bullot wont out through my sleovo. And you?" Ho droppod on his knees, with his pockot- knlfo sovorlng tho endB of ropo thnt bound her. "I'm all right." Sho took hla hands. holplng herself to rise. "Thank you," sho Enid, her oyes shining, n flush ot color BiiffuBlng her face with glory. "Did you cut thoso ropes, Ambor?" Labortoucho Interposed curtly, "Yes. Why?" Tho Englishman oxplalned without turning from his Bombro nnd moroso regard of Narainl, "Too bad we'll havo to tlo this woman up, somehow. Sho's a complication I hadn't foreseen. . , . Hero; you'd bettor leavo mo to attend to her you and Mlsa FarrolU Go on down tho gallery to tho left I'll catch up with you." Tho pistol which ho still hold lent to his demand a sinister slgnlflcanco ot which he was, perhaps, thoughtless, But Sophia Farrell hoard, saw and sur- mlsod. "No!" sho cried, going swiftly to tho secret agent "No!" Sho put a hand upon his arm, but ho shook it oft. "Did you hear mo, Ambor?" Bald La bortoucho, still watching tho queon. "What do you mean to do?" insist ed Sophia. "You can't you mustn't " "This is no timo for half-moosuros, Miss Farrell," Labortoucho told hor brusquely. "Qur lives bang in tho bal onco Mr. Amber's, yours, mlno. Pleoso go." ITO HE CONTINUED.) What Chance Has He? Johnny "Grandpa, do Hons go to heaven?" Grandpa "No, Johnny." Johnny "Woll, do ralnlBtors ?" Grand pa "vvny, or courso. Why do yov ask?" Johnny "Well, suppose a Uo cats a minister r Ufa. GOLDS BREED CATARRH Nr TtrriMt ExptritMt Stows Niw taiM StouM ! 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