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of being divorced from time and
space. She was aware of the Arab
at her side, but everything had
grown dark except the crystal, which
was dazzling bright. Then its sur
face began to film, it turned opales
cent, milky. Suddenly a picture be
gan to form on it
She saw a thorn jungle, and a line
of white tents pitched in a little clear
ing. Egyptian soldiers were moving
to and fro. She saw the camels on
their picket line. A tent flap was lift
ed, and she saw an officer inside,
writing. She gasped. It was Dick,
She wanted to go to him, for it
was so real that now the crystal it
self had vanished. She seemed to be
standing among the tents stretching
out her arms and calling him. Once
he looked up in her direction; then
he smiled and went on writing. She
could see the letter. It was address
ed to her, and the date was January
17. It was that day!
-Gradually a sense of something
ominous stole over her. The air was
growing dark. A sandstorm from the
distant desert was sweeping down.,;
The scrub thorns rocked, the camels
shifted uneasily upon the lines. And
suddenly she saw soldiers running to
gether, their rifles in their hands.
Her husband sprang from the tent
and took his place at their side. She
saw two guns being drawn up. And
then, with exultant yells that rang
in her ears, she saw the savage army
burst through the scrub, spears in
their hands, and rush the lines.
Instantly was inextricable confu
sion. The savage forces, the grim
defenders disappeared in a cloud of
dust. Now and then there would
emerge from it a stabbing blade, or
the muzzle of a reeking gun. Belle
held her breath. She wanted to cry
out, but she was held, fascinated.
Suddenly she saw the major quite
close to her. Sword in hand, he was
hacking his way into the heart of the
wild throng about him. He was iso
lated from "his men. Bodies, cloven
by the blade, rolled this way and that.
Spears flashed on every side of him..
Then, with a rush, a company of,
fresh troops came up. The scene,
grew clear. The Moslems, forced
back, suddenly broke and fled, the
guns pouring shell into their ranks..
But, as her husband's men came up
to him she saw an enormous tribes
man dash the sword from his hand
and poise his spear at the major's
throat In another instant he would)
The dream vision was dissolved.
With a wild cry Belle struck the sav
age with her fist between the eyes.'
She saw him reel . . . and she
looked up into the Arab's face.
The curtains had been drawn back,
the dragoman was waiting outside.
It had all been an abominable dream,
"What happened?" she cried to the
Arab. "I must see it again."
"There is no more," said the Arab.
"I must, I tell you!"
The Arab placed the crystal in her
hands again. She sat down, she
looked only into the clear surface.
"It is never given twice," said the
Arab. "Another day, perhaps. Ten
She paid the money and went home
with a sinking heart She had no
doubt that her husband was dead.
And for dreary days she waited, feel
ing herself already a widow.
Twelve days later a letter came. It
was from him. The letter that he'
had been writing in the tent. She
opened it helplessly and read:
"I was interrupted in this by an
attack on the part of our tribal
friends, dearest, so I am beginning all
over again." then followed some gos
sip. "And now there is wpnderful
news. The tribe hds submitted, and
already we are on our way home.
When we meet I shall have lots to tell
"I had a narrow squeak in yester
day's flght One of the ruffians got
me by the throat, and his spear was
within an inch of my eyes when the
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