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CHAPTER X—Continued
—14—
"In a sense that's true,” sal!
Pharaoh. "I frankly admit I'm more
accustomed to dealing with knaves
than fools. And he's been very for
tunate so far: but I don’t think
his luck will last. It’s all my fault,”
he sighed. “I've only myself to
thank. But he made such an excel
lent lever that against my bettor
Judgment I let him live. But there
—we all make mistakes. To be per
fectly honest, I went to the for
ester's cottage because I believed
he was there. I didn't need you,
you know’. I always knew of this i
room.”
“You seem to need me now.”
“Quite,” said Pharaoh, “quite. But
that’s because your brother has
gone. As a host—well, his hos
pitality left nothing to be desired. I
find yon more exacting. Never mind.
About Mr. Spencer. You know I
did give him a chance. I actually
wrote him a note, containing some
good advice.”
“People like Mr. Spencer don’t
take any notice of threats. He
has spoiled your game—and he isn't
dead yet.”
"I assure you,” said Pharaoh, “it’s
only a matter of tiftie.” A gust of
passion suddenly shook his accents.
“If he goes to Tibet, I’ll get him."
The gust died down and he laughed.
“Stupid,” he murmured. “Let's say
I don’t like his face.”
“You don’t like him because you
fear him.”
“He may prove Inconvenient. Un
abated nuisances sometimes do.”
“It isn’t his tongue that you fear.
You fear his hand.”
“But you don't, do you?" flashed
Pharaoh. "It's astonishing how
you've fallen for that young calf.”
I could just distinguish the man,
but the resolute beam from the
torch went far to distract my eye.
I could make out that he was stand
ing beside a chair, about six paces
from Dewdrop, close to the wall.
There w?as furniture standing be
tween us, a massive writing table
against which Dewdrop was lean
ing, holding the torch.
For fear of missing my man, I
dared not fire upon him from where
I stood. Reach him I could not,
without crossing the beam of the
torch.
“I told you I had no scruples.”
The voice was cold and harsh as
the Vardar wdnd. "Am I to dem
onstrate this?”
Helena shrugged her shoulders.
“That’s a matter for you—not me.
I find It sufficiently obvious, but
perhaps you like gilding your most
refined gold.”
"I have two questions to ask
you. You know what they are. To
obtain the accurate answers I am
ready to go all lengths. Not a long
way. All lengths.”
“I believe you," said Helena calm
ly. "The trouble is you’ve got as
far as you can.”
‘ Let us see. Your brother was a
mine of information, as you may
believe. Amongst other things, he
told me the following curious fact.
When a son or a daughter of Yoriek
is ten years old, a leopard, the
badge of Yoriek, is tattooed upon
their skin. . . . Is—is that true, Lady
Helena?”
Helena moistened her lips.
“Yes.”
“He said—it may not be true, but
he said they were always tatooed be
neath the left breast. ... In your
case, I think an expert was brought
from Japan. It was thought, very
properly, if 1 may say so, that
so exquisite 'a canvas deserved a
master’s brush. . . . May we . . .
see his handiwork, please?”
Helena sat as though stricken—
turned into stone.
Pharaoh proceeded mercilessly.
‘‘If you would like assistance,
you’ve only to say the word. We’re
none of us lady's maids, but Rush
has the reputation of being a lady’s
man.”
The sweat was running on my
temples.
As I tried to measure my dis
tance, 1 found that I could not see,
for my eyes had been fixed on Hel
ena and now could not pierce the
darkness which veiled the rest of
the room.
And then I heard Rush mov
ing. . . .
Had the fellow moved forward,
that must have been the end of this
tale. But he only passed behind me,
to stand between me and Dewdrop
—I suppose to be nearer his mas
ter .. . tho suddenly favored court
ier approaching the steps of the
throne.
That the end was fast approach
ing was very plain. Any moment
now I should have to send my mask
flying. First Pharaoh. ... I would
strike down the torch and hurl ray
self at the monster before he had
time to think. First Pharaoh, and
then his fellows. But for the
thought of his fellows. I could not
have stood my ground. But if I
should not survive Pharaoh. . . .
My heart that had been smoking
seemed suddenly cold. Kush had
the reputation of being a lady’s
man.
Helena was trembling. A little
hand went up to cover her eyes.
“I’ll make you an offer. I nearly
made it Just now. If you’ll go now,
I'll show you the secret way. To
morrow night I'll meet you with five
thousand pounds in gold. And after
that I'll pay you five thousand a
year—for every year that you let
Mr. Spencer live."
It was clear that a child was
speaking, a terrified child. Offer,
promise, figures were things gro
tesque. Her suggestion was below
comment. But Pharaoh had his
foot in the opening, quick as a flash.
“That’s better,” he said. "Much
better. You’ve gone, shall we say,
a long way. But I’m sure Mr. Spen
cer's worth ten thousand a year."
The man was playing with her—
playing the fish he had hooked.
Helena’s voice wns shaking.
"I’ve no right to give any more.
The money's not mine. That’s more
than I ought to take for my person
al use."
It was awful to hear such naivete
Issue from Helena’s lips.
“I am not concerned with your
right. To insure Mr. Spencer’s life
will cost you ten thousand down
and ten thousand a year.”
Her palms clapped fast to her
eyes, Helena threw back her head.
“All right,” she said. “I'll pay it."
The words seemed torn from her
throat.
"One thing more,” said Pharaoh.
“It will not be convenient to meet
you tomorrow night. I take the
“The Trouble Is You’ve Got as Far
as You Can."
first premium now. Show me that
cellar, or strip. I don’t care which
you do, for I guess you can open It
naked as well as clothed.”
I think a full minute went by be
fore Helena moved.
Then very slowly she rose and
turned to the right. Then her hand
went up to a sconce, laid hold of
the bracket and pulled it down.
I heard no sound, but a panel be
low the sconce moved, and, when
she turned, I saw the shape of a
door which was standing ajar.
So Helena severed one of the
threads by which her life, was hang
ing.
Slowly slie returned to the bench.
As she took her seat, Pharaoh
rapped out on order.
‘‘Put a light on the lady, Bugle.”
I think my heart stood still; but
I had a torch and the wit to do as
he said.
“Rush and Bugle stand fast:
Dewdrop with me."
He crossed to the gaping panel,
with Dewdrop directly behind him,
lighting his steps.
As he pulled open the door, I
saw the stonework beyond.
T stood waiting for their footfalls
to fade. My moment had come.
Rush was speaking and wagging
his dreadful head.
"Sheba’s the goods,” he murmured.
"Look at that mouth. Here, I’m
goin’ to ’ave a close-up. Gimme
that—torch.”
Between us we bungled the busi
ness, and the torch fell down and
went out. I let him grope and find
it. As he stood up, grunting, I took
him fast by the throat and drove
my knife into his heart.
He gave one frightful convul
sion. And then I knew he was
dead. . . .
I got to my knees and sought for
the torch. When I had found It, I
switched it on to the bench. This
was empty.
I turned the beam on to myself.
“Helena,’* I said, "It’s ail right.
I’ve done the swine In."
She did not answer, so I got to
my feet and threw the beam round
the room. She must be there some
where.
And then all at once I knew
where Helena was.
She had fled for the stalrcase
tnrret when Rush and I, between
us, had dropped the torch.
Rush had locked the door of the
hall, not the door of the secret room.
I took a step toward this—and
stopped In my tracks.
The doorway by which I had en
tered had disappeared.
• ••••••
Helena was safe—for the moment.
So much I saw. (As a matter of
fact, she was saved; but at that
time I did not know that no one
within the room could open the
door she had shut.) And Rush wns
dead, and Pharaoh and Dewdrop
knew nothing of what had occurred.
Tn the twinkling of an eye my posi
tion had been reversed, if I could
not make an end of the two, I de
served to be shot.
1 stepped to the rut through
which Pharaoh nnd Dewdrop had
passed.
As I had supposed, this gave to
a winding stair—no doubt of a con
siderable depth, for though I
strained my ears. 1 could hear noth
ing at all.
Determined to leave nothing to
chance, I proceeded to lay my am
bush with infinite care.
Pharaoh must find nothing wrong
—until too late. To all appearance
the room must be as he had left It.
The bench, however, could be seen
from the head of the winding stair.
I must therefore suggest to Pharaoh
that his captive had merely moved.
This was easy enough. Next to
the bench stood the fireplace, which
jutted Into the room. On the other
side of this was a chair with Its
hack to the wall. If my torch were
trained upon this. Pharaoh would
receive the Impression that his cap
tive had changed her seat, for the
chair wns masked by the fireplace
and could not be seen from the cut.
The only question was how to sup
port the torch.
For a moment I stood thinking.
Then I perceived that, unless I
were to flout reason, this office
must devolve upon Rush.
Anyone leaving the stair with a
torch in his hand would be almost
sure to Illumine the opposite side
of the room. The corpse must there
fore be moved in any event. And
if I could gird it into the semblance
of life. . . .
In two or three minutes the gris
ly business was done, and Rush
was seated upright in a high-backed
chair, with an arm along one of the
chairs and the torch In his hand.
Ills belt and mine and some cord
1 found in his pocket had done the
trick. His head had proved trou
blesome, but I took a stick from
the grate, buttoned this into his
waistcoat and propped It like that.
The effect was hideous, for the
corpse was poking Its head. But
that was beside the point. At the
first blush, not even the man’s .own
mother would even have known he
was dead.
Here I should say that, before I
had set Rush up, I had taken away
his pistol and Helena's master key.
Once again I took care to listen
at the head of the winding steps
—and heard no sound.
To pick my own position was easy
enough. I had only to take ray stand
behind the panel-door that belonged
to the cut. This was wide enough
to conceal me.
I decided to use a pistol, for the
bullet wTas swift and sure and at
quarters so close I could not pos
sibly miss. For all that, I took the
knife, too.
And then at last I was ready, with
the knife at my hip and a pistol In
either hand. . . .
I had to wait full five minutes
before I heard a sigh on the wind
ing stair.
The sigh grew to a murmur, and
the murmur into that unmistakable
sound—the regular scuffling of feet
that are mounting a flight of stone
steps. The footfalls were hasty.
The two were mounting apace.
Why this was 1 could not imag
ine. Why should they run? The
stars were fighting against them.
But for their haste, I should not
have heard them so soon.
The rapid, regular shuffle began
to grow clear. . , .
Unless they were moving as one.
the shoes of one of the two were
rubber-soled, for only one set of
of footfalls came to my ears.
In that case—
And then I saw the glow of a
torch.
Two steps more, and I heard
their heavy breathing. , . ,
The stars against them? All the
company of heaven had ranged It
self on my side. The two would be
spent and breathless. . . .
Dewdrop began to speak before
he had entered the room.
“Bugle an’ Ruth to go down. Pha
raoh thayth—’*
As he stepped through the cut
and I fired, I saw my mistake.
Dewdrop would lisp no more, but
the deafening roar of my pistol
had carried a message to Pharaoh
which not even a child could mis
read.
I could have done myself violence.
Pharaoh was more than warned.
My shot, being fired when it was,
had reported the ugly news that
Dewdrop was dead. The fact that
no one came down would confirm
| this report. And no one could have
killed Dewdrop, unless he had first
made an end of Bugle and Hush.
The truth was In Pharaoh's
hands. He knew as well as did I
that someone was in the chamber,
waiting to take his life.
As I say, I could have done myself
violence. I was here to play the
knnve, and instead I was playing the
fool.
I am bound to confess that I
cannot defend my annoyance at
finding that 1 must fight Pharaoh
instead of playing the butcher ns I
had already done. I can only say
that at that time I had no fear for
myself: but since I knew very well
that the man was as swift and as
cunning as 1 was slow, I was full
of apprehension lest he should es
cape. The bnre thought of such an
outcome made the sweat start on
my brow. Live—after what he had
done? Live—to walk out of that
room and do It again?
I pulled myself together, slid my
pistols into my pockets and set
about hoisting Dewdrop out of my
way.
CHAPTER XI
□ Helena.
OW by firing, na I had, upon
I>ew drop, 1 had cast away
the element of surprise: but that
was not all the mischief that I
had done, for the roar of the heavy
pistol had made me completely
deaf.
When I had fired in the forest,
so savage was the report that four
or five minutes went by before my
full hearing came hack: but here,
within such four walls, the shock
of the violent explosion had ap
palled the drums of my ears.
To listen for Pharaoh's coming
was. therefore, but waste of time,
and, since he might arrive at any
moment, I made my preparations as
swiftly ns ever I could.
These were simple—there was
not much I could do.
The chair on which Kush was
seated I slewed to the left, so that
the beam of his torch fell full on
the cut in the wall. I then took
Pewdrop’s torch and studied the
room, marking the furniture well
in case I must move In the dnrk.
Then I slid the torch into my
pocket and lay down behind the
great table of which I have spoken
before.
This was a pedestal table of
carved, gray oak. Between the two
pedestals there was a knee-hole or
archway three feet wide by some
twenty-six inches high. Looking
through this, I directly commanded
the cut, while the pedestal offered
good cover on either hand.
I ventured to settle myself with
the greatest care, for I knew that
if I possibly could I must kill my
man before he had entered the
room: if Pharaoh could contrive to
come in, the advantage I presently
held would be utterly lost, for,
though we should, In a sense, be
fighting on even terms, Pharaoh
was an export at murder, but I
was no more than a resolute ama
teur.
Since the cut was so narrow,
the gauntlet he had to run was ex
tremely strict and, unless my pistol
misfired, I did not see how he
could do It nnd save his life. So I
lay very still from force of habit
straining my useless ears with my
pistol-hand on the plinth of the
pedestal table nnd my eyes on the
cut that was waiting to frnme my
dead.
After a little, I found myself
thinking how soft the carpet
was. . . .
I do not know how long I wait
ed, but the first Intimation I had
of Pharaoh’s approach was the sud
den roar of his pistol ns lie fired
at and shattered the torch.
I fear this tale Is a record of
bad mistakes, but when I was lay
ing my ambush I made the lvorst
of them all. I have no excuse to
offer. I think a child would have
seen that he must so place the
torch that, while It illuminated the
cut. It could not Itself be seen
from the head of the winding stair.
He that ns It may, the horrid
shock nnd the darkness took me
aback, and when I fired at the cut,
I fired an instant too late. Pha
raoh’s answer came swift ns n flash,
and his bullet went through m.v
knee hole, to lodge In the wall be
yond.
And then—silence.
We were both of us deafened, of
course; and, remembering that, I
at least had the sense to move.
An Instant later I was standing
behind Kush's chair.
And then for the first time that
night I felt the stab of something
I knew to be fear.
I was as good as blindfolded,
my ears were stopped: four walls
hemmed me In, nnd somewhere
within their compass was moving—
Death.
(TO nr. CONTINUED)
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“What do you take as a remedy
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Dept. WUSlb Wichita. Kana.; Chicago. III.;
Philadelphia. t*a.| Ue Angeles, Calif. (OltfW)
WE have a limited stock of ||
new 1936 St.wart Warnar
Model 1375 radios. Consoles that II
muit be sold immediately.
Regular Price $129.80
Special $CQ50
Price . . . -
Writs, wlrm or phono
RADIO WASHER COMPANY
4622 So. 24th St.
Phone Mflrket 1900 Omaha, Nebr. |
F.nrn >2 Hourly In Kpere Time. Not selling,
(live full qualifications. Enclose stamp.
KoCosii. 1014 12tli St., Hluux City. Iowa.
TOP AND BOTTOM, THEN
“I love you from the bottom of
my heart.”
“Why make that distinction, when
It Is so small that top and bottom
are identical."
Leftover*
Tourist (In museum)—What’* la
here?
Guide—Remains to be seen, sir.—
Answers Magazine.
, WRIGLEVS.
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