THE SEA-HAWK
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chanced, she did so at an untimely
moment.
The sun had set, and the evening
prayer was being recited aboard the
galeassc. her crew all prostrate. Per
ceiving this, site drew back again in
stinctively. and remained screened by
the curtain until the prayer was end
ed. Then putting it aside, but with
out stepping past the Nubians who
were on guard, she saw that on her
left Ased-ed-DIn. with Marzak. Bis
kaine. and one or two other officers,
was again occupying the divan under
the awning. Her eyes sought Sakr
el-Bahr, and presently they beheld
him coming up the gangway with his
long, swinging stride, in the wake of
the boatswain's mates who were doling
out I he meager evening meal tb the
slaves.
Suddenly he halted by Lionel, who
occupied a seat at tlie lieud of Ilia
oar immediately next to the gangway.
He addressed him harshly in the lin
gua franca, which Lionel did not uu
derstand, and Ills words rang clearly
and were heard—as he intended that
they should lie—by all upon the poop.
“Well, dog? How does galley slave
fare suit thy tender stomach?"
"What are you saying?" he asked
in English.
Saki'-el-Hahr lient over him, ami his
fare as all could see was evil and
mocking. No doubt lie qpoke to him
in English also, hut no more than a
murmur reached the straining ears
of Rosamund, though from his
countenance she had no doubt of the
purport of his words. And yet she
as far indeed from a correct sur
mise. The mockery in his counte
nance waq^hut a mask._
"Take no heed of my, looks," he
was savins. "I desire them up > <>n
dor to think that I abuse ynu. Isook
as a man would who were being
abused. fringe or snarl, but listen.
Do you remember once when as lads
we swam together fmm Penarmw to
Trefusis Point?”
"What do you mean?” quoth Ido
nel. and the natural sulienness of his
mien was all that Sokr el Bahr could
have deaf red.
-I am wondering whether you con id
at ill swim us far. If w you might
find a more appetising suppt i aw -t*
ing you at the end—aboard Sir .John
Killigrew'e ahlp Vou had not heard?
Tlie Silver Heron Is at anchor in the
hay beyond that headland If I afford
you the means, eould you awim to
her do you think?”
(To He C ontinued Tomorrow)
(Continued From Yesterday.)
"Because this iiet of the harem,”
he said, immensely daring, indicating
Marzak by a contemptuous gesture,
"bleats of danger Into the ears of
men, are ye all to grow timid and
foolish as a herd of sheep? By Allah!
What are ye? Are ye the fearless
sea-hawks that have flown with me,
and struck where the talons of my
grappling hooks were flung,-or are
ye but scavenging crows?"
He was answered by an old rover
whom fear had rendered greatly dar
ing.
"We are trapppd here as Dragut
was trapped at Jerba.”
"Thou liest," he answered. "Dragut
was not trapped, for Dragut found a
way out. And against Dragut there
was the whole navy of Genoa, whilst
against us thdre is but one single gal
leon. By the Koran, if she shows
fight, have we no teeth? Will it be
the first galleon whose decks we have
overrun? But. if ye prefer a coward’s
counsel, ye sons of shame, consider
that once we take the open sea our
discovery will be assured, and I.a
roeque hath told you that she carries
twenty guns. I tell you that if we
are to bo attacked by her, host be
attacked at close quarters, and I tell
you that if we lie close and snug in
here it is long odds that we shall never
be attacked at all. That she has no
inkling of our presence is proven,
since she has cast anchor round the
headland. And consider that if we
flew from danger that doth not exist,
and in our flight we are so fortunate
as not to render real that danger and
to court it. we abandon a rich argosy
that shall bring profit to us all.
"But I waste my breath in argu
ment,” he ended abruptly. “You have
heard the commands of your lord,
Asad-ed-Dln. and that should he ar
gument enough. No more of this,
then.”
Without so much as waiting to see
them disperse from the rail and re
turn to their lounging attitudes about
the forecastle, he turned to Asad.
“It might be well to hang the dog
who spoke of Dragut at Jerba,” he
said. “But it was never In my nature
to he harsh with those who follow
me.” And that was all.
Asad from amazement had passed
quickly to admiration and a sort of
contrition. Into which presently there
crept a poisonous tinge of Jealousy to
see Rakr-el-Bahr prevail where he
himself alone must utterly have
failed. This Jealousy spread all-per
\adlng, like an oil stain. If he had
come to bear ill-will to Sakr-el-Bahr
before, that Ill-will was turned of a
sudden Into positive hatred for one In
whom he now behed a usurper of the
power and control that should reside
in the Basha alone. Assuredly there
was no ropm for both of them In the
Bashalik of Algiers.
Therefore the words of commenda
tion which had been rising to his lips
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New York
••Day by Day
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By O. 0. M’INTYRE.
New York. June It.—Rivlngton
street Is the East Side's Lobster Belt.
It hasn't the glitter of Broadway but
It has Epicurean delights that excel.
The cellar cafes are mostly named for
women. One sees such names as
Mario Sylvana, Celeste and Olivia.
There are marble topped tables and
proprietors servo the food with as
much grace as the most accomplished
French tnaltre de hotel. It is food
highly seasoned — many relishes,
steaming soup, strange pickled odd
ments and black coffee In glass tum
blers.
Each cafe tins its two-piece orches
tra. usually a piano and violin, and
plays operatic airs. The East Side
Lobstoria begins its hub bub around
i! o’clock for patrons are mostly gar
ment workers who must get their
vest. • At 10 the cafes are almost de
serted.
In each you see the sprinkling of
white bearded yrbrew men wearing
their hats and receiving all the little
attentions rightfully due age. They
sit like ancient Buddhas puffing at
Turkisit clgarets. When they do talk
tlie buzz around them ceases. The
East Side respects age.
People from uptown are welcome
but there Is the intangible feeling
that the East Ride cafes prefer to
rater to their own. Each tempts the
l<alate with dazzling window displays
—meats, bolognas, yellow cheeses and
gooey pastry doo-dads.
Outside is the Parisian touch—prom
enaders are strolling by In endless
streams. Gamins are playing in the
gutter, llurdy gurdys play vagrant
tunes and young hand holding lovers
sit unabashed in shadowed doorways.
It is a pleasant place—this old
world cross section. Its people are
mostly dreamers whose dreams come
true for they do not remain long on
the East Side. The old men who are
there are usually men who have
failed. i
Another cycle In fashions. The
white feather boa Is every lady’s
well equipped wardrobe. They are
worn Jauntily with the tails
streaming down the back. I saw a
few In the smartest ateliers—That
word sounds as though it means
something—priced at 1500.
My favorite place in the theater is
near the trap drummer. Me wears a
halo of romance in my eyes. I have
been delving Into tlie urge that in
spired the calling Those to whom t
have talked almost Invariably say
from their earliest recollection they
had ambitions to play a drum. Once
they took It up, however, most of
them regretted it for as a rule they
rarely change their profession.
Jtlxieen saxophone players to whom
I have talked tell me they too'k up
their careers following their appear
ante in college glee clubs. The
calling of a saxophonist Is not, how
ever. to he accepted lightly so far as
financial rewards go. There 1" one
who r>1a%« In a dance orchestra that
also is featured In a musical revue.
Three times a. week lie makes phono
graph records and his salary last
year was mo're than J30.000.
Now and thefT* when burdens
weigh heavily I go for a midnight
call on Blind George, the news vend
Ing philosopher of Bryant Park
George In the outer darkness has
never lost courage. Life Is n won
derful thing to him. H" finds sol
aco in the chirping birds at dusk
lie goes to vaudeville and laughs the
... once I took him to a gay
cafe for dinner. He was llir only
person there I saw smiling. 1' l" -
supreme achievement not to he
hell ten by misfortune. 1 always Ic.ire
}tlind Georgs feeling guiltily craven.
u..w trivia! petty troubles seem!
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froze there now that Sakr-el-Bahr and
he stood face to face. In silence he
considered his lieutenant through nar
rowing evil eyes, whose message none
but a fool could have misunderstood
Sakr-el-Bahr was not a fool and he
did not misunderstand it for a mo
ment. Ha felt a tightening at the
heart, and ill-will sprang to life within
him responding to the call of that ill
will. Almost he repented him that he
had not availed himself of that mo
ment of weakness and mutiny on the
part of the crew to attempt the entire
superseding of the Basha.
The conciliatory words he had in
mind to speak he now suppressed. To
that venomous glance lie opposed his
ever-ready mockery. He turned^ to
Biskaine.
“Withdraw,” he curtly bade him.
"and take that stout sea-warrior with
thee.” And he indicated Marzak.
Biskaine turned to the Basha. “Is
It thy wish, my lord?” he asked.
Asad nodded in silence, and mo
tioned him away together with the
cowed Marzak.
“My lord,” said Sakr-el-Bahr, when
they were alone, “yesterday I made
thee a proposal for the healing of this
breach between us, and it was re
fused. But now had I been the traitor
and mutineer thou has dubbed me I
could have taken full advantage of
the humor of my corsairs. Had I done
that It need no longer have been mine
to propose or to sue. Instead it would
have been mine to dictate. Since I
have given thee such crowning proof
of my loyalty, it Is my hope and trust
that I may be restored to the place
I had lost in thy confidence, and that
this being so thon wilt accede now to
that proposal of mine concerning the
Frankish woman yonder.”
It was unfortunate perhaps that
she should have been standing there
unveiled upon the poop with range
of Ased's glance, for the sight of her
It may have been that overcame his
momentary hesitation and stifled the
caution which prompted him to ac
cede. He considered her a moment,
and a faint color kindled in his cheeks
which anger had made livid.
“It Is not for thee, Sakr-el-Bahr,” he
answered at length, "to make me pro
posals. To dare it, proves thee far
removed indeed from the loyalty thy
lips profess. Thou knowest my will
concerning her. Once has thou
thwarted and defied me, misusing to
that end the Prophet's Holy I,aw
Continue a harrier in my patli and it
shall be at thy peril." His voice was
raised and it shook with anger.
“Not so loud.” said Sakr el-Bahr,
his eyes gleaming a response of anger.
"For should my men overhear these
threats of thine 1 will not answer for
what may follow. I oppose thee at
my peril sayest thou. Be It so then
He smiled grimly. “It is war between
us, Asad, since thou hast chosen it.
Remember hereafter when the conse
quences come to overwhelm thee that
the choice was thine."
"Thou mutinous, treacherous son of
a dog!” blazed Asad.
Sakr-el-Bahr turned on Ills heel.
"Pursue the path of an old man's
folly,” he said over his shoulder, "and
see whither it will lead thee.”
Upon that he strode away up the
gangway to the poop, leaving Basha
alone with his anger and some slight
fear evoked by that last hold menace.
But notwithstanding that he menaced
boldly the heart of Sakrel-Bahr was
surcharged with anxiety. He had
conceived a plan; but between the
conception and its execution he real
ized that much til might lie.
“Mistress,” he addressed Rosamund
as he stepped upon the poop "You
are not wise to show yourself so open
ly.”
To his amazement she met him with
a hostile glance.
“Not wise?” said she, her counts
nance scornful. "You mean that I
may see more than was intended for
me! What game do you play here
sir. that you tell me one thing and
show me by your actions that you
desire another?”
He did not need to ask her what
she meant. At once ho perceived
how she had misread the scene she
had witnessed.
“I'll but remind you." lie said grave
ly, "that onee before you did me a
wrong by over-hasty judgment, as
has been proven to you."
It overthrew some of her confi
dence. "But then ...” she be
gan.
"I do but ask you to save your
judgment for the end. If I live I
shall deliver you. Meanwhile I beg
that you will keep your cabin. It
does not help me that yott be seen,"
She looked at him, a prayer for ex
planatlnn trembling on her lips. Bui
before the calm command of his tone
and glance she slowly lowered her
head and withdrew beyond the rur
tain.
fTIAPTER XX.
The Messenger.
For flie rest of the day she kept
t ho cabin, chafing with anxiety to
know what was toward and the more
racked by it because Sakr-el-Bahr re
trained through all those hours from
coming to her. At last towards eve
nlng, unable longer to rontaln her
self, she went forth again, and ns It
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