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Seorire Pcrcival AlKcrnon Jones, rice
resident of the Metropolitan Oriental
UK company of New York, thirsting for
romance, 1b In Cairo on a business trip.
Uoraco rtyanna arrives at the hotel in
Cairo with a carefully guarded bundle.
Ityanne sells Jones the famous holy Thl
Pics ruff which he admits having stolen
m a pasha at Bagdad. Jones meets
Jor Callahan and later Is Introduced to
rtune Chedsoye by a woman to whom
had loaned 150 pounds at Monte Carlo
omt months previously, and who turns
jut to be Fortune's mother. Jones takes
Mrs. Chrdsoye and Fortune to a polo
ram. Fortune returns to Jones the
money borrowed by lver mothor. Mrs.
Chedsoye appears to be engnged in some
thrariias enterprise unknown to the
dawriilcr. Ryanne Interests Jones In the
unlro Romance and Adventure corn
sail, a concern which for a price will
arr&nre any kind ot an adventure to or
der. Mrs, Chedsoye, her brother, Malor
Callahan, 'Wallace and Ryanne, as the
United Romance and Adventure company,
plan a risky enterprise Involving Jones.
Ryanne makes known to Mrs. Chedsoye
Jits intention to marry Fortune. Mrs.
Chedsoye declares the will not permit It,
Plans are laid to prevent Jones sailing
for home. Ryanne steAlt Jones' letters
Md cable dispatches. He wires agent in
New Tork, In Jones' name, that he Is
venting house In New York to some
friends. Mahomed, keeper of the holy
carpet, is on Rvanne's trail. Ryanne
Jromlsee Fortune that he will see that
ones comes to no harm as a result of his
purchase of the rug. Mahomed accosts
Ryanne and demands the Yhlordes rug.
Ryanne tells him .Tonus has the rug and
suggest the abduction of the New York
Merchant as a mean of securing Its re
turn. CHAPTER X-(Continued.)
Stubborn as tho lock was, persever
ance overcame It. Qcorgo then, as a
light diversion, spread tho ancient
Yhlordes over the trunk and stared at
it In pleasurable contemplation. What
a beauty It was! What exquisite blue,
wfcat soft red, what minuto patterns I
AHA this treasure was his. He leaned
jn upon It with his two hands. A
fcolor stole Into his cheeks. It had its
Aouroo In an old confusion; school
toys Jeering n mate seen walking
homo from school with a girl. It was
all rot, he perfectly knew, this wish
ing business; and y-et he Hung into tho
sun-warmed, sun-gilded space an ar
dent wish, sent It speeding round the
world" from cast to west, r'nst as heat,
fast as light it traveled, for no sooner
had It sprung from his mind than it
sintered tho window of a room across
tho corridor. Whether the window was
open or shut was of no Importance
whatever. Such wlBhes penetrated and
went through all obstacles. And I'uia
one touched Fortune's eyes, her hair,
her lips; It caressed her In a thousand
happy ways. But, ulas! such wishes
ara without temporal power.
' Fortune never knew. She sat in a
chair, her fingers locked tensely, her
yea large and sot In gaze, her lips
.compressed, her whole attitude one ot
George did not see her at lunch, and
Bousoqueutly did not enjoy the hour.
Was abe 1117 Had she gone awny?
Would sho return beforo ho started T
Me greeted tho Major as ono greets a
long-lost friend; and by gradations
George considered clevor indd,
fcrought the conversation down to For
tune, tto, the Major did uot know
whero sho was. 4She had gone early
to tho bazaars. Doubtless she was
lunching ulono somowhere. Sho had
the trick ot losing herself at times.
Mrs,, Cbedsova was visiting friends at
Bbepherd's. When did Mr. Jones
leave for America! Whatl on the mor
row? The Major shook hs head re
eTetfully. Thero was no place like
Cairo for Christmas.
George called a carriage, drovo
about the principal streets and shop
' ,plng districts, and used his eyes dili
gently j but It was love's labor lost
Not even when be returned at tea-tlmo
did he, see her. Why hadn't he known
and got up 7 He could hr.7e shown her
the bszaars; and there wasn't a drago
, nan in Cairo more familiar with them
' 4aa he. A wasted day, totally wasted,
p jit- (Sbs HlMMtt "the lounging-nvpm till
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It was time to go up and dress for
dinner. Tonight (as If the gods had
turned George's futuro affaire over to
the care of Momus) ho dressed nu If
ho were going to tho opera; swallow
tail, whlto vest, high collar and white
lawn cravat, opcra-Fcdora, and thin
soled pumps; all tl so habiliments
and deml-hablllments supposed to
mako tho man, When he reached what
ho thought to bo tho glims of fashion
and tho mold of form, he turned for
tho first time toward his trunk. He
did not rub his eyes; It wasn't at all
npcossnry; tho thing ho saw, or rath
er did not sec, was established beyond
a doubt, as plainly definite as two and
two are four. The ancient Yhlordes
had taken upon Itself one of tho po
tentialities of Its fabulous prototype,
that of Invisibility; it was gone.
Fortuno had Immediately returned
from tho bazaars. And n kind of tor
por blanketed her mind, usually so
fertllo nnd active. For a tlmo the
process of tho evolution of thought
was denied hor; she tried to think, but
there was an appalling lack of continu
ity, of broken threads. It was like one
ot those circumferential railways; she
traveled, but did not get nnywhere.
Ityanne had told her too much for his
own sake, but too little for hers. She
sat back in tho carriage, inert nnd
listless, and Indctermlnedly likened
hor condition to driftwood in tho ebb
and flow of beach-waves. The color
and commotion of tho streets worts
no longer absorbed; it was as If nho
wore riding through emptiness,
through the unreality of a dream. Sho
was oppressed and stifled, too; harb
inger of Btorms.
Mechanically sho dismissed tho car
riage nt tho hotel, mechanically she
went to her room, nnd In this semi
conscious mood sat down In a chair,
and there George's wish found hor,
futllely. Oh, there was cna thing
clear, clear as tho sky outside. All
was not right; something was wrong;
and this wrong upon ono sldo con
cerned hdV mother, hor uncle and
Ityanne, and upon tho othor side, Mr.
Jones. Think and think as sho might,
her endeavors envo her no single illu
mination. Four blind walls surround
ed hor. The United Romance and Ad
venture company there could not pos
sibly bo such a thing In existence; it
was a Jest of Hyanno's to cover up
something far more serious.
She pressed her eyes with a hand.
They ached dully, tho dull pain of bo
wllderment, which these days recur
red with frequency. A sense of time
Beauty It Was.
was lacking; for luncheon hour came
And passod without her bolnK dellnlte-
ly aware of it. This In itself was a
puzzle. A Jaunt, such as she bad ta
ken that rooming, always keened tho
edge of her nnnetlte: and vot. thoro
was no cravjng whatever.
Yiioro was nor raotnori ir biio
would only come now, tho cumulative
doubts ot all these months should be
put into speech. They had treated her
as one would treat a child; It was
neither just nor reasonable. It not as
a child, but ns ono thoy dared not
trust, then they were afraid of her.
But why? She pressed hor bands to
gether, impotcntly. Ryanne, clover as
he was, had modo a slip or two which
ho hnd sought to cover up with a Jest.
Why should ho confoss himself to be
a roguo unless his tongue had got tho
better of his discretion? If ho was a
rogue, why should her mother nnd hor
undo mako use of him, If not .for
roguery's sake? They wore fools, fools!
It thoy hnd but seen and understood
her as she was, she would have gone
to tho bitter end with them, loyally,
with sealed lips Rut no; they had
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chosen not to see;' nnd in this had
morally betrayed her. Ah, It rankled,
and tho Injustice of It grow from pain
to fury. At that moment, had sho
known anything, sho certainly would
have denounced them. Of what uso
was loyalty, since nono of them
sought it In Jior?
The Major was wiBor than ho knew
when ho spoko of tho hundredth dan
ger, tho danger unforoBecn, the danger
against which they could make no
preparation. And ho would have been
first to sense tho Irony of It could ho
have seen whero this danger lay.
Why should thoy wish the pleasant
oung man out of tho way? Why
xhould Ityanne wish to Inveigle him'
'nto tho hands ot this man Mahomed?
Was It merely self-preservation, or
something deeper, moro sinister?
Think I Why couldn't sho think of
something? It was only a little pleas
ure trip to Cairo, they had told her,
and when sho had asked to go along,
thoy seemed willing enough, nut they
had come to this hotel, when formerly
they had always put up at Shop
hoard's. A here again tho question
why? Was it bocauso Mr. Jones was
staying here? Sho liked him, what llt
tlo she had seen ot him. He was out
of an altogether different world than
that to which sho wns accustomed. Ho
was neither insanely mad over cards
nor a social Idler. Ho was a young
man with a real Interest In life, a
worker, notwithstanding that ho was
roputcd to be independently rich. And
her mother had once borrowed money
of him, novor Intending to pay It back.
Tho shame of It! And why should sho
approach him t!io very first day and
recall the Incident, If not with the ul
terior purposa of using him further7
Ah a hall strikes a wall only to re
bound to tho thrower, so it was with
all theso questions. Thoro was never
Tired out, mentally and physically,
sho laid her hoad upon tho cool top
of tho stand. And in this position her
jnothor, who hnd returned to dress
for tea, found her. Believing Fortuno
to be asleep, Mrs. Chedsoye dropped
a hand upon her shoulder.
Fortune raised her head.
"Why, child, what Is tho matter?"
the mother asked. Tho face sho suw
was not tear-stained; it was as cold
and passionless as that by which sculp
tors represent their Interpretations of
"Matter?" Fortuno spoke, In a tone
that did not rcaesuro tho othor. "In
tho first place I have only ono real
question to ask. It depends upon how
you answer It. Am I really your
"Really my daughter?" Mrs. Ched
soye stepped back', genuinely aston
ished. "Iteally my daughter? Tho
child is madl" ub It addressing an im
aginary third person. "What makes
you ask soch a silly question?" Shol
was In a hurry to change her dress,
but tho new attitude ot this child of
hers warranted some patience.
"That is no answer," said Fortune.
wiui uio unmuveu uoimerauon of a
"Certainly you are my daughter."
"Good. If you had denied It, I
Bhould have hold my peace; but since
you admit that I urn of your flesh and
blood, I am going to force you to rec
ognize that in such a capacity I havo
some rights. I did not ask to come
Into this world; but Insomuch as I am
hero, I proposo to become an Indi
vidual, not a thing to bo given bread
ana Dutter upon sufferance. I have
boon talking with Horace I mot him
In the bazaars this morning. Ho satd
some things which you must answer."
"Horace? And what has ho said,
pray tell?" Her expression was flip,
pant, but a certain Inquietude peno
tratcd her heart and nccolorntod its
beating. What had the lovelorn fool
said to tho child?
"Ho said that ho wob not a cood
man, and (hat you tolerated him bo
causo ho ran errands for ou. What
kind of errands?"
Mrs. Chedsoye did not know wheth
er to laugh or take tho child by the
shoulders and shake her soundly. "He
was laughing when he said that. Er
rands? One would scarcely call It
"Why did you renew tho acquaint
ance with Mr. Jones, when jou know
that you never Intended paying b'"1'
Hero was a quostion, Mrs. Chedsoye
realized, from tho look of tho child,
that would not boar evasion.
"What mukes you think I never In
tended to repay him?" x
Fortuno laugned. It did not sound
grateful In tho mother's ears.
"Mother, this Is a crisis; It can not
bo mot by co'untor-quoBtlonB nor by
flippancy. Vou know that you did
not intend to pay him. What I de
mand to know is, why you spoko to
him again, so offably, why you seemed
so eagor to enter into his good graces
onco raoro. Answer that."
Her mother pondered. For onoe sho
was ronly at a loss. Tho unexpected
ness of this phase caught her off hor
balance. She saw one thing vividly,
rogretfully: she had missed a valuable
point In tho game by not adjusting
her play to tho growth ot the child,
who bad, with the phenomenal sud
denness which still baffles the psy
chologists, stepped out ot girlhood
into womanhood, all in a day. What
a fool she had been not to have left
the child at Mentone!
"I am waiting," said Fortune. "Thero
aro more questions; but I want this
one answered first"
"This is pure Insolence!"
"Iniolcnoo ot a kind, ye3."
"And I refuse to answer. I havo
somo authority still.," .
"Not so much, mother, as you had
yesterday. You refuse to explain?"
"Then I shall Judge you without
mercy." Fortuno roso, her eyes blaz
ing passionately. Sho caught her
mother by tho wrist, and sho was tho
stronger of tho two. "Can't you un
derstand? I nm no longer a child, I
am a woman. I do not ask, I demand!"
Sho drew the older woman toward her,
eye to eye. "You palter, you always
palter; palter and evade. You do not
know what frankness and truth aro.
Is the continual evasion calculated to
still my distrust? Yes, I distrust you,
you, my mother. You havo made the
mistake of leaving mo alono too much.
I havo always distrusted you, but I
never knew why."
Mrs. Chodsoyo tugged, but Ineffectu
ally. "Let go!"
"Not till I havo done. Out of tho
patchwork, squares have been formed.
What of tho men who used to come
to tho villa and play cards with Uncle
George, tho men who went away and
never came back? What of your long
disappearances of which I know noth
ing except that -ono day you vanished
and upon another you enmo back? Did
you think that I was a fool, that I
had no tlmo to wonder over these
things? You havo never tried to
make a friend of raej you havo al
ways dono your best to antagonize mo.
Did you hate my father o much that,
when his death put him out of range,
you had to concentrate it upon me?
My father!" Fortune roughly flung
nBldo the arm. "Who knows about
him, who ho was, what he was, what
ho looked llko? As a child, I used to
ask you, but never would you speak.
All I know about him nurse told mo.
This much has nlwnys burned my
mind: you married him for wealth
that he did not have. What do you
mean by this simple young man across
Mrs. Chedsoyo was pale, and tho ar
tistic touch of rouge upon her cheeks
did not dlpgulso tho pallor. Tho true
evidence lay in tho whltenesB of her
nose. Never In her varied life had
sho felt more helpless, moro Impotent.
To be wild with rage, and yet to be
poworless! That alertness of mind,
that mental buoyancy, which had al
ways given her the power to return
a volley In kind, hnd deserted hor.
Prosperity Came in Jumps
Good Story From Which Private
John Allen Drew a Rule to
Guide His Conduct.
Private John Allen, during his long
service as representative of Mississip
pi in congress, was Importuned on
one occasion to make an after-dinner
speech at a banquet nt which bo was
to bo a guest
"No I" said tho "private," "I will
make a before-dinner a pooch but none
When reminded that a before-dinner
speech was qulto out ot the or
dinary, and was asked tor his rea
son for desiring to make his speech
before dinner, he told the following
There was a ne'er-do-well that
lived near Tupelo, my home town,
Moreover, sho was dlstlrfctly alarmed.
This little fool, with a turn of her
hand, might send tottering Into ruins
the skillful planning of months.
"Aro you in love with him?" aiming
to gain time to regather her scattered
"Lovo?" bitterly. ,"l am in a flno
mood to love any ono. My question,
my question," vehemently; "my ques
tion!" "I refuse absolutely to answer you!"
Anger was first to reorganize its
forces; and Mrs. Chedsoyo felt tho
heat of It run through her veins. But,
oddly enough, It was angor directed
less toward tho child than toward her
own palpable folly and oversight
"Then I shall leave you. I will go
out into the world and earn my own
bread and butter. Ahi" a little brok
enly, "it you had but given mo a llttlo
kindness, you do not know how loynl
I should have boon to you! But no;
I am and always havo been the child
that wasn't wanted."
The despair in tho gesture that fol
lowed these words Btlrred tho moth-,
cr's calloused heart, moved it .strange
ly, mysteriously. "My child!" sho
said impulsively, holding out her
"No." Fortuno drew back. "It is
"Have it so. But you speak of go
ing out Into tho world to earn your
own bread and button What do you
know about the world? What could
you do? You have never dono any
thing but read romantic novels nnd
moon nbout in the flower-garden. Fool
ish chit! Harm Mr. Jones? Why?
For what purpose? I have no moro
Interest In him than if ho were One
of those mummies over in tho muse
um. And I certainly meant to repay
him. I should have dono so if you
hadn't taken tho task upon your own
brond shoulders. I am In a hurry.
I am going out to Mona House to tea.
I've let Celeste off for tho day, so
pleaso uphook my waist and do not
bother your head about Mr. Jonea." Sh
turned her back upon her daughter,
quito confident that she had fo the
time suppressed tho incipient rebel
lion. She heard Fortuno crossing the
room. "What are you doing?" petu
lantly "I am ringing for tho hall-maid."
And Fortune ' resumed her chair,
picked up her Baedeker, and becamo
apparently absorbed over the map of
Again wrath mounted to her moth-
Aro My Daughter.'
cr's head, She could combat anger,
tears, protestations; but this indiffer
ence, studied and unflllal, left her
weaponless; and sho was too wise to
some yoars ago named Bill Jones.
Bill had a brother Bob, who had gone
to Texas quite u while before, and
reports said that he was enjoying a
fair share ot worldly prosperity.
Whon a Toxan, from the town in
which Bob had located, came to
Tupelo, bo looked up Bob, who said
"Tell Bob that I have a largo fam
ily, and things aro against mo some
how, and if he can glvo me a little
assistance it will be greatly appre
ciated." Ho continued on this strain tor
some time so that the Toxan to re
lieve tho .situation proposed that thoy
.have a drink. The drink was dis
posed ot, and BUI was cheered up con
slderably: began to tell what a good
cropxhe would have thia year, eta
unbrldlo her tongue, much as sb
longed to do so, Sho was beaten, Not
an agreeable sensation to ono wa
counted only her victories.
"Fortune, later you will be sorry for
this spirit," she said, when sho felt
the tremor of wrath no longer in her
Fortuno turned a page, nnd Jotted
down some notes with a pencil. Sad
as she was at heart, tragic as she
know the result of this outbreak to
be, she could hardly repress a smile
at tho thought of her mother's dis
comfiture. And so the chasm widened, and
went on widening till the end of time.
Mrs. Chedsoye was glad that the
hall-maid knocked and camo In just
then. It at least saved her the ig
nominy of a retreat. She dressed,
however, with the same deliberate
caro that she had always used. Noth
ing ever deranged her sense of pro
portion relative to her toilet, nothing
ever made her forget Its importance.
"Good-by dear," she said. "I shall
be in at dinner." If the maid had
any suspicion that there had been a
quarrel, she should at least be Im
pressed with the fact that she, Mrs.
Chedsoye, was not to blame tor it
Fortune nibbled tho end of her pen
cil. Tho door closed behind' her mother
and tho maid. She waited for a time.
Then she sprang to tho window and
stood there. She saw her mother
driven oft. Sho was dressed in pearl
grey, with a Reynolds hat of grey
velour and sweeping plumes: as hand
somo and distinguished a woman as
could be found that day in all Cairo.
Tho watcher threw her Baedeker, her
note-book, and her pencil violently
Into a corner. It had come to her at
last, this thing that she had been
striving for since noon. Sho did not
care what tho risks were; tho storm
was too high In her heart to listen
to tho volco of caution. She would
do It; for she Judged It tho ono thing,
In justlco to her own blood, sho must
accomplish. She straightway dressed
for the street; and If she did not glvo
the same caro as her mother to tho
vital function, sho produced an effect
that merited comparison.
Sho loitered before the porter's bu
reau till sho saw him busily engaged
in answering questions ot some wom
en tourists. Then, with a slight but
friendly nod, she stepped into the bu
reau and stopped before, tho key-rack.
She hung up her key, but took it
down again, as if she had changed
her mind. At least, this was the por
ter's impression as he bowed to hor
In tho midst of the verbal bombard
ment. Fortuno went up-stairs. Ten
or fifteen mlnutc3 elapsed, when she
returned, hung up the key, and walked
briskly toward the side-entrance at
the very moment George, in his fruit
less search of her, pushed through
tho revolving doors in front And all
the time she was wondering how it
was that her knees did not given un
der. It was terrible. She balanced
between laughter and tears, hysteri
cally. (TO BE CONTINUED.)
. Fifteen years from now if I have
any teeth left for anybody to fool
with I shall hire a certain Chinese boy
to. do the fooling," a New York sales
man said. "He will be grown up then.
I saw htm the other day down In
Chinatown. He was pulling pegs out
of a board with his fingers. The pegs
had been driven pretty tight Into holes
In tho board, and It took a good deal
ot strength to get th"em out
"'That Is a funny game for him to
play,' I said td a white man who
knows the quarter.
"'Game!' said he. "That Is not a
game. The boy is going to be a den
tist. His folks have made up their
minds about that, and ho has com
menced enrly to strengthen his Augers.
They train them that way in China
because thero they pull teeth with tho
fingers. Ho will not .pull with his fin
gers here, but the strength and skill
will come in handy, just the same."
Yellow Fever Germ.
The theory that mosquitoes convey
the disease known as "yellow fever"
Is many years old, but it wbb not un
til tho year 1895 that It was proven
to be true. During that year Major
Ronald Ross, working In India along
tho lines of Sir Patrick Mauson's the
ory, .demonstrated that mosquitoes ot
the genus called anopheles clarifer
conveyed the disease. In 1897-98 ex
periments fn Cuba and other parts ot
the world established a similar con
clusion. It Is in consequence of this
discovery that tho dread dlsaaso la
now being so largoly checked in the
countries where it has hltnerto been
so destructive ot human life.
Anotherfdrlnk was taken with a like
result, and niter about tho fourtn nna
been disposed of, ho slapped th Tex
an on tho back and saia;
"When you see Dob, you tell him
if ho or any of his friends need any
money, just draw on me for it and
they will gst it"
"Why did you cover that board with
paint and loan It against your gate
post?" "That," replied Mr. Growcher,
"is a sample for tho benefit ot the
peoplo who won't believe paint is
fresh until they havo rubbed their
fingers across it" Washington Star.
Improved Letter Boxes.
Letter boxes have been Invented for
office buildings and apartments which
deliver mall dropped Into them on
the ground floor to their owners'
rooms, even the weight of a card sUrV
tag the elevating machinery.
Make the Liver
Do its Duty
Nine times In ten when the liver is
right the stomach and bowels are right
pei a lazy nver to j
uo its duty.
and Distress After Eating.
SMALL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMALL PRICE.
Genuine must bear Signature
JAKEY'S FAULT VERY SERIOUS
Father Rightly Felt Me Could Never
Be Captain of Industry Unless He
Was Taught to Improve.
Mr. and Mrs. Isaacs took great
prido In their young son, Jakey. Fa
ther was determined to mako him a
great business man, a vorltablo cap
tain of industry. Ono day mother
"hoard loud screams coming from an
adjoining room and rushed in to in
vestigate tho cause of the trouble.
Father was vigorously administering
a dose of "strap oil" to the young
"Ikoy! Ikey! Vy for ypu are lick
ing liddle Jakoy?"
"Bccauso I cnught him in a lie;
dot's, vy," replied, father, continuing
"A Ho? You say a Uo?" .
"Yes; I vill teach him to Ho hotter
dot eof I haff to break eltory bona
hees body." -Exchange.
"It's too bad that wo have to eat
our first Thanksgiving dinner in a
restaurant, but we have ono thing to
be thankful for. Wo havo each other."
"Yes; you should bo thankful."
Gllvng Away the Secret,
Willing to have his neighbors think
ho was a fine musician, Drown Install
ed a mechanical piano near a front
window of his home, whero he spent
hours each day pedaling out melodies.
"Your father is a great piano player,
Isn't he?" ono of tho neighbors re
marked to Brown's boy William one
afternoon. "Yep," replied William,
"but it makes his feet awful soro."
Evening Matters Up.
Mrs. March took a bite of tho cake,
and laid it down hastily.
"Norah," sho said, "did you follow
the recipe, or dos you usually do
"Sure, mum, I follow tho recipe,
only I put in six eggs Instead of four,
because two was bad, and I wanted
to even 'em up." Youth's Campanion.
He only is rich who owns tho day
and no one owns the day who allows
it to bo invaded with worry, and fret
and anxiety. Emerson.
Art may be long, but it's different
with most artists.
You can have a taste of the
summer sunshine of the com
fields by serving a dish of
These crisp flavoury bits
of toasted white corn make
an appetizing dish at any
time of year.
Try them in February
and taste the delicate true
A dish of Toasties served
either with cream or milk,
or fruit, is surprisingly good.
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, Grocers everywhere sell
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