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David Amber, starting for a duck-shoot
tag visit with his friend, Quain, comes UP
n a young lady equestrian who has been
oisn ounted by her horso becomin fright
nedat the sudden appearance in he road
Of a burly Hindu. He declares he *Is
Behari Lal Chatterji "the appointed
mouthpiece of the Bell," addresses Amber
as a man of high rank and pressing a
mysterious little bronze box. "The To
ken," lito his hand disappears in the
wood. The girl calls Amber by name.
e in turn addresses her as Miss Sophie
arrell, daughter of Col. Farrell of the
ritish diplomatio service in India and
visiting the Quains. Several nights later
the Quain home is burglarized and the
bronse box stolen.' Amber and Quain go
hunting on an island and become lost and
Amber - is left marooned. He wanders
about, finally reaches a cabin and roc
ognizes as its occupant an old friend
amed Rutton, whom he last met in Eng
d, and who appears to be In hiding.
aen Miss Farrell Is mentioned Rutton is
strangely agitated. Chatterji appears
and summons Rutton to a meeting of a
mysterious body. Rutton seizes a revol
ver and dashes after Chattorjl. He re
turns wildly excited, says he has killed
the Hindu, takes poison, and when dying
asks Amber to go to India on a mysteri
ous errand. Amber decides to leave at
once for India.
Masks and Faces.
' Like many a wiser and a better
man, Amber was able upon occasion
to change his mind without entertain
ing serious misgivings as to his sta
bility of purpose. Therefore, on sec
ond thought, he' elected to journey
Indiawards via the Suez canal rather
than by the western route. Rutton's
instructions had been explicit upon
one point: Amber was to enter India
only by the port of Calcutta. In de
ferring to this the Virginian lost sev
eral days waiting in London for the
fortnightly P. & 0. boat for Calcutta:
a delay which might have been ob
viated by taking the overland route
to Brindisi, connecting there with the
weekly P. & 0. boat for Bombay,
from which latter point Calcutta could
have been quiekly reached by rail
across the Indian peninsula.
Now Quain's letter to Labertouche
went by this quicker route and so an
ticipated Amber's arrival at the capi
tal of India by about a week; during
all of which time It languished un
A nice young English boy in Mr.
Labertouche's employ received and
stamped it with the date of delivery
and put it away with the rest of the
incoming correspondence in a sub
stantial-looking safe. After which he
returned to his desk in the ante-room
an resumed his study of the law;
i he 1jursued comfortably enough
w i'a cigarette in his mouth, his
chair tilted back, and his feet gently
but firmly implanted upon the fair
printed pages of an open volume of
Bllackstone. His ofilal duties, other
wise, seemed to consist solely in im
parting to all and sundry the informa
tion that Mr. Labertouache was "some
where up in the Mofussil, hunting
bugs--I don't know exactly where."
Precisely why -Mr. Labertouche
maintained his office was a matter for
casual conjecture to his wide circle of
acquaintances; although it's not uin
likely that, were he the subject of dis
cussion, the bulk of the wonder ex
pressed would be inspired -by his un
reasonable preference for Calcutta as
a place of residence.
Now upon the morning of the day
that found the steamship Poonah nuz
zling up the Hooghly's dirty yellow
flood, Mr. Labertouche's clerk arrived
at the Dhurrumtollah street office at
the usual hour; which, in the absence
of his employer, was generally be
tween 11 o'clock and noon. Having
assorted and disposed of the morn
:ing's mail, he donned his office coat,
sat down, thumbed through Ulack
stone until he found two perfectly
clean pages, opened the volume at that
place, tipped back his chair, and with
every indication of an untroubled con
science imposed his feet upon the
book and began the day's labors with
Presently he became aware that
an especially dirty and travel-worn
Attit mendicant had squatted down
across the way, in the full glare of
sunlight, and was composing himself
for one of thoso apparently purpose
less and interminable vigils peculiar
to his vocation. lBoneath their droop
ing lashes the eyes of the clerk
brightened. But he did not move,
Neither did the Attit mendicant.
In the course of the next half-hour
the clerk consumed two cigarettes
and entertained a visitor in the per
son of a dapper little Greek curio
dealer from the Lal bazar, who left
behind him an invitation to Mr. La
bertouche to call and inspect some
scarabs in which he had professed
an interest. It Ww quite a fresh im
portation, averred the Greek; the
clerk Wias to be careful to remember
When he had gone the clerk made
a note of it. Then, glancing out of
the window, he became aware that
the Attit mendicant, for some reason
dissatisfied, was preparfng to move
on. Yawning, the clerk resumed his
street coat, and went out to lunch,
carelessly leaving the doer unlocked,
and tne memorandum of the Greek's
invitation exposed upon his blotter.
When he returned at three o'clock,
the door of Mr. Labertouche's private
office was ajar and that gentleman
was at his desk. The memorandum
was, however, gone.
Mr. Tahertoumc ..w.. i- th pro
PH VAND I
cess of opening and reading a ten- V
days' accumulation of correspondence, 1
an occupation which he suspended b
temporarily to call his clerk in and r
receive his report. This proved to be
a tolerably lengthy session, for the l
clerk, whose name appeared to be g
Frank, demonstrated his command of r
a surprising memory. Without notes a
he enumerated the callers at the of- d
fce day by day from the time when e
Labertouche had left for the Mofussil t
with his specimen box and the rest a
of his bug-hunting paraphernalia; nam- 1
Ing those known to his employer, 0
minutely describing all others, even a
repeating their words with almost 1
phonographic fidelity. h
Labertouche listened intently, with
out interrupting, abstractedly tapping
his desk with a paper-cutter. At the
end he said "Thank you," with a dry,
preoccupied air; and resumed consid
eration of his letters. These seemed
to interest him little; one after the
other he gave to his clerk, saying:
"File that," or "Answer that so-and
thusly." Two he set aside for his
personal disposition, and these he
took up again after the clerk had
been dismissed. The first he read
and reconsidered for a long time;
then crumpled it up and, drawing to
him a small tray of hammered brass,
dropped the wadded paper upon it.
and touched a match to it, thoughtful
ly poking the blazing sheets with his
paper-cutter until they were altogeth
er reduced to ashes.
Qualn's was the second letter. Hay
ing merely glanced at the heading and
signature, Labertouche had reserved
the rather formidable document-for
Quain had written fully-as probably
of scant importance, to be dealt with
at his absolute leisure. But as he
read his expression grew more and
more serious and perturbed. Finish
ing the last page he turned back to
the first and went over it a second
time with much deliberation and fre
quent pauses, apparently memorizing
portions of its contents. Finally he
said, "Hum-m!" inscrutably and rang
"He left New York by the Lusitania,
eh?" said Mr. Labertoucho aloud. The
clerk entering interrupted his solilo
quy. "Bring me, please," he said,
"Bradshaw, the News-and the latest
P. & 0. schedule." And when Frank
had returned with the articles, he
desired him to go at once and enquire.
at Government house the whereabouts
of Col. Dominick James Farrell, and
further to search the hotels of Cal
cutta for a Miss Farrell, or for infor
mation concerning her. "Have this
for me tonight-come to the bunga
low at seven," he said. "And...
I shall probably not be at the omlce
again for several days."
"Insects?" enquired the clerk.
"Insects," affirmed Mr. Labertouche
"In the Mofussil ?"
"There or thereabouts, Frank."
"Yes, sir. I presume you don't feel
the need of a capable assistant yet?"
"Not yet, Frank," said Labertouche
kindly. "Be patient. Your time will
come; you're doing famously now."
"Good afternouon. Lock the door
as you leave."
Immediately that he found himself
alone, Labertouche made of Quain's
letter a second burnt offering to pre
judice upon the tray of hammered
This matter attended to, he lost
himself in Bradshaw and the Penin-1
sular & Oriental Steamship company's1
list of sailings; from which he do
rived enlightenment, "lHe was to come
direct," mused Labertouche. "In that
case he'll have waited over in I4)n
don for the Poonah." IHe turned to1
the copy of the Indian Daily News
which lay at his elbow, somewhat anx-1
iously consulting its shipping news.
Under the heading of "Duo this Day"
he discovered the words: "Poonah,
London - Calcutta -- Straits Settle
ments." And his face lengthened with
"That's short notice," he said.
"Lucky I got back today--uncommon
lucky! . . . Still I may be mis
taken." But the surmise failed to
He drew a sheet of paper on which
there was no letter head to him and
began to write, composing deliberate
ly and with great care.
The building in which his offices
were located stood upon a corner; at
either end of the long corridor on the
upper floor, upon which the various
offices opened, were stairways, one
descending to Dhurrumtellah street,
the ether to a side street little better
than an alley. It may be considered
significant that, whereas Labertouche
himself was not seen either to enter
or to leave the building at any time
that day, an Attit mendicant did enter
from Dhurrumntollah street shortly
after Frank had gone to lunch--and
disappeared forthwith; while, in the
dusk of evening, a slim Eurasian boy
with a clerkly air left by the stairs to
Forward on the promenade dack
of the Poonah, in the shadow of the
bridgre, Amber stood with bohebw
n the rail, dividing his sorewhat
erturbed attention between a noisy
3t of lascar stewards, deckhan4s, and
ative third-class passengers in the
ows below, and the long lines of
laugor island, just then slippingjpast
M the starboard beam.
Up to the day that the Poonah had
ailed from Tilbtry dock, London,
rom the time he had left Quain
mong the sand dunes of Long Island,
e had not been conscious of any sort
f espionage upon his movements.
lut from the hour that the Poonah
rith its miscellaneous ship's con
any, white, yellow, brown, and black,
ad warped out into the Thames, he
ad felt he was being watched--had
ealized it instinctively, having noth
ig definite whereon to base his feel
ig. He was neither timorous nor
Iven to conjuring up shapes of ter
or from the depths of a nervous im
gination; the sensation of being un
er the sUrveillance of unseen, prying
yes is unmistakable. Yet he had tried
a reason himself out of the belief
fter taking all sensible' precautions,
uch as never letting the photograph
f Sophia Farrell out of his possession
nd keeping the Token next his skin,
i a chamois bag that nestled beneath
is arm, swinging from a leather cord
ound his neck. It was quite con
eivable that that jewel, intrinsically
avaluable, was badly wanted by its
ormer possessors, whether for the
imple worth of it or because it pla3 -
d an important part in the intrigue,
r whatever it was, that had resulted
n Rutton's suicide. For his own part,
Lmber cared nothing for it.
Such, in short, had been his frame
if mind up to eight o'clock of the
irevious evening. At that hour he had
nade a discovery which had diverted
he entire trend of his thoughts.
Doggott, ever a poor sailor, hap
een feeling ill and Amber had excused
irm early in the afternoon. About six
)'clock he had gone to his stateroom
Like a Flash th4
and dressed for dinner, unattended.
Absorbed in anticipations of the nmor
row, when first he should set foot in
calcutta and take the first step in
pursuit of Sophia Farrell, ho had
ibsent-mindedly neglected to empty
:he pockets of his discarded clothing.
Xt seven he had gone to dinner, leav
ng his stateroom door open, as was
als habit--a not unusual one with
3rst-cabin passengers on long voyages
-and his flannels swinging from
iooks in the wall. About eight, dlis
:tovering his oversight through the
ibsence of his cigarette case, he had
iurried back to the stateroom to dis
yover that he had been curiously
Is watch, his keys, his small
shange and his sovereign purse, his
siver cigarette ease-all the articles,
n fact, that he was accustomod to
stuff into his pockets-with one ex
letion, were where he had left them.
But the leather envelope containing
the portrait of Sophia Farrell was
uissing from the breast-pocket of his
From the hour in which ho had ob
ained it he had never but this once
et it out of his personal possession.
rho envelope he had caused to be con
itructed for its safe-keeping during
dis enforced inaction in London. He
sad never once looked at it save in
strict privacy, secure even from the
eyes of Doggott; and. the latter did
act know what the leather case con
Thus his preconceivedl and self-con
;tructed theory as to the extent of
rho Einemy's knowledge, was in an in
itant overthrown. "They"' had seized
;he very first relaxation of his vigi
ance to rob him of that which he
ralued most. And in his heart ho
eared and believed that the incide~nt
ndicated "'their" intimae-v not alone
rith his secret but with that which ho
ihared with Colonel Farrell.
Since then his every move towar~d
'egaining the photograph had been
In the end, and in despair, Amber
posted a notice on the ship's bulle
in board, offering 50 guineas reward
or the return of the photograph to
uim either before landing or at the
Great Eastern hotel, CalcuttA, and
having thereby established his reputa
tion as a mild lunatic, sat down to
twirl his thumbs and await the out
come, confidently anticipating there
would bo none. "They" had outwit
ted him and not 600 guineas would
tempt "them," he believed. It re
mained only to contrive a triumph in
despite of this setback.
The Poonah slipped In to her dock
under cover of darkness. Amber, dis
embarking with Doggott, climbed into
an open ghari on the landing stage
and was driven swiftly to his hotel.
As he alighted and, leaving Doggott
to scttle with the ghariwallah, crossed
the sidewalk to the hotel entrance, a
beggar slipped through the throng of
wayfarers, whining at his elbow.
"Give, 0 give, Protector of the
Preoccupied, Amber hardly heard,
and passed on; but the native stuck
Leach-like to his side.
"Give, hazoor-and the mercy of
God shall be upon the heaven-born for
ten thousand years!"
Now "heaven-born" is flattery prop
erly reserved for those who sit in
high places. Amber turned and eyed
the man curiously, at the same time
dropping into the filthy, importunate
palm a few annas.
"May the shadow of the heaven
born be long upon the land, when he
shall have passed through the Gate
way of Swordsi"
And like a flash the man was gone
-dodging nimbly round the ghari
and across Old Court House street,
losing himself almost instantly in the
press of early evening traffic.
"The devil!" said Amber thought
fully. "Why should it be assumed
that I have any shadow of an inten
tion of entering that damnable Gate
way of Swords?"
An incident at the desk, while he
was arranging for his room, further
Man Was Gone.
mystified him, Hie had given his
name to the clerk, who looked up,
"Mr. David Amber?" he said:
"ewere expecting you, sir. You
camne by the Poonah?"
"There's a note for you." The man
turned to a rack, sorting out a small
squaro envelope from others pigeon
holed under "A."
Couldl it be possihle that Sophia
Farrell had been adlvised of his com
ing? Amber's hand trembled slightly
with eagerness and excitement as ho
took the missive.
"An Eurasian boy left it for you
halt an hour- ago," said the clerk.
"Thank you," returned Amber, con
trolling himself sufllciently to wait
until he should be conducted to his
room beforoe opening the note.
It was not, he observed later, super
scr'ibed in a feminine hand. Could it
b)0 from Qua!in's friend L~abertoucho?
Who else? . .. Amber lifted his
shoulders resignedly. "I wish Quain
had minded his own business," ho
said ungratefully; "I can take care of
myself. This Labertouche'll proba
bly make life a misery for me."
There was a quality in the note,
however, to make him forget his re
sentmient of Quain's well-meant inter
."My Dear Sir," it began formally:
"Quain's letter did not reach me un
til this afternoon; a circumstance
which I regret. Otherwise I should
1)0 better prepareu to assist you. I
have, on the other hand, set afoot
enquiries which may shortly result in
some interesting information bearing
upon the matter's which engago you.
I expect to havo news of the F's. to
night, and shall be glad to communi
cato it to you at once. I nam presum
lng that you propose' losing no time
in attending to the affair of the gold
smith, but I take the liberty of ad
vising you that to alttemplt to find him
without proper- guidance or- prepara
tion would 1)0 an undertaking haz
ardlous; in the extreme. Mlay [ offer
you moy services? If you decide to aec
cept them, be good enough to come
before ten tonight to tho ,mailors' ing
Ing house known as 'Honest George's,'
back of the Lel bazar, and ask for
Honest George himself, refraining
from mentioning my name. Dress
yourself in your oldest and shabbiest
clothing; you cannot overdo this
since the neighborhood is question.
able and a well-dressed man would
immediately become an object of sus
picion. Do not wear the ring; keep it
about you, out of sight. Should this
fail to reach you in time, try tomor.
row night between eight and ten. You
would servd us both well by burning
this immediately. Pray believe me
yours to command in all respects."
There was no signature.
Amber frowned and whistled over
this. "Undoubtedly from Labor
toucho," he considered. "But why
this flavor of intrigue? Does he
know anything more than I do? I
presume lie must. It'd be a great
comfort if . . . Hold on. 'News
of the Pa.' That spells the Farrels.
How in blazes does he know anything
about the Farrells? I told Quain
nothing. . . . Can it be a trap? Is
it possible that the chap who took
that photograph recognized . . .?"
The problem held him in perplexity
throughout the evening meal. He
turned it over this way and that with
out being able to arrive at any com
forting solution. Impulse in the end
decided him-impulse and a glance at
his watch which told him that the
time grew short. "I'll go," he de
clared, "no matter what. It's nearly
nine, but the Lal bazar's not far."
In the face of Doggott's unbending
disapproval he left the hotel some 20
minutes later, having levied on Dog.
gott's wardrobe for suitable clothing.
Once away from the Great Eastern
he quietly insinuated himself into the
tide of the city's night life that tire.
lessly ebbs and flows north of Dal
houslo square-the restless currents
of native lifts that move ceaselessly in
obedience to impulses so meaningless
and strange to the Occidental under
standing. Before he realized it ho had
left civilization behind him and was
breathing the asmosphere, heady and
weird, of the Thousand-and-One
Nights. The Lal bazar seethed round
him noisily, with a roaring not unlike
that of a surf in the hearing of him
who had so long lived separate from
At a corner where there was more
light lie came upon a policeman whose
tunic, helmet, and truncheon were so
closely patterned after those of the
L.ondon Bobby that the simple sight
of them was calculated to revive con
fidence in the security of one's person.
He inspected Amber shrewdly while
the latter was asking his way to. ion.
est George's, and in response jerked
a white-gloved thumb down the wide
"You carn't miss it, sir-'ylors'
boardin' 'ouse, all lit up and likely a
row on at the bar. Mind your eye,
guv'nor. It nyn't a plyco you'd ought
to visit on your lone."
"Thanks; I've business there. I
reckon to take carn of myself."
Nevertheless it was with a mind
preyed upon by forebodings that Am.
ber stunibled down the cobbled way,
reeking with filth, toward tho estab
Ilshmnent of Ihonest George.
lio stopped in front of a building
whose squat brick facade was let.
teredi with the reassuring sobriquet of
its proprietor. A bench, running the
wvidth of the structure, was thick with
sprawling loafers, who smoked and
spait and spoke a jargon of the seas,
the chief part of which was bias
phemy. Within, visible through win
dlows never closed, was a crowded bar
room ablaze with flaring gas jets, up
roarious with voices thick with drink.
One needed courage of no common
order to run the gauntlet of that
rowdy room and brave the more se
cret dangers of the infamous den.
"You've got to have your nerve with
you," Amber' put it. "Blut I suppose
it's all in the game. Let's chance it."
And he entered.
Compared with the atmosphere of
that public room a blast from hell
were sweet and ecoling, thought Ant
h~er; the first whiff he had of it all but
staggered him ; and he found himself
gasping, perspiration startinag from
every pore. Faint with disgust lie el
bowed his way through tlie mob to
the bar, thankful that those ab~out
him, absorbed in the engrossing occui
pation of getting drunk, paid him not
the least heed. Flattening himself
against the rail ho cast about for the
proprietor. A blowsy, sweatling bar
maid caught his eye and without a
word slapped~ clown upon the sloppy
counter before himi a glass four fIn
gers deep with unspeakable whisky.
Arid ho realized that ho would have to
drink it; to refuse would be to at
tract attention, perhaps with unpiltas
ant consequences. "It's more thanl
I bargained for," ho grumled, ma
king a pretence of swallowing the
dose, and to his hugo relief rnanag
ing to spill two-third of it down the
front of his coat. WVhat he swallow
ed bit like an acid. Tears came to his
eyes, but he choked down the cough,
and as soon as he could speak paid
the girl. "Where's the boss?" he
(TO B3JJ CONTINUlEn.)
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A New England farmer, noted for
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A month later he was holding forth
to a number of friends and relatives
gathered at the Thanksgiving dinner
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