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UIS JOSEPH VANC
CT 1909 by LOUI SEPH VA
CHAPTE-R I.-The story opens at
donte Carlo with Col. Terence O'rourke
his hotel. O'Rourke, a military free
ce and something of a gambler. is
sing for appearance in the restaurant I
ow when the sound of a girlish voice
,..ging attracts his attention. Leaning
out ,..n the balcony he sees a beautiful 9
girl who' ,ddenly disappears. He rushes C
to the corria'o(to see a neatly gowned
form enter the elevator and pass from
CHAPTER II.-O'Rourke's mind is C
led with thoughts of the girl, and when
goes to the gaming table he allows his
rkable winnings to accumulate in
rently. He notices two men watch- t
him. One is the Hon. Bertie Glynn,
le his companion is Viscount Des
es, a noted duelist. When O'Rourke
the table the viscount tells him he
ents the French government and
he has been directed to O'Rourke as (
an who would undertake a secret
'PTER IIT.-At his room O'Rourke.
-vho had agreed to undertake the mission.
awaits the viscount. O'Rourk- finds a
,mysterious letter in his apartment. The
viscount arrives. hands a sealed package
to O'Rourke. who is not to open it until
on the ocean. He says the French gov
ernment will pay O'Rourke 25.000 francs
for his services. A pair of dainty slip- f
pers are seen protreding from under a
doorway curtain and the viscount charges *
O'Rourke with having a spy secreted l
CHAPTER IV. I
It would be difficult to designate pre E
isely just what O'Rourke thought tc I
scover, when after a punctilious re I
urn of Captain von Einem's salute, he
eopened his door and, closing it quick. r
y as he entered, turned the key in the j
is mood was exalted, his imagina 1
. excited; the swift succession o f
nts which had made memorable the i
might culitg Iirthi ope i
vitatio .a challenge from the mosi
ae duelist in Europe, had In
red a volatile vivacity such as not
even the excitemr'nt of the -Casino had,
been potent to create in him. Of al:1
nad conjectures t:naginable the mad
t was too weird for him to credit ir
humor of that hour. Eliminating
11 else that had happened, in thE
utrse of that short evening, his heart
"been stirred, .his emotions played i
ljv a recrudesence or a passion]
.e had striven with all his
1~~ d im~ icr a time;
first heard the voice of the one
an to whom his love and faith and
* onor were irretrievably pledged, he1
had then seen her (or another who re
tarkably resembled her) for the scant
est of instants; ~and finally he had
mysteriously received a letter which
could, he belIieved, have been convey
ed to him by no other hand but hers.
pAnd now he was persuaded beyonda
doubt that the person of the alcove,
the eav'esdropper for whose fair repute
be had chosen to risk his life, was no
cody in the world but that same one f
-But uaore than all else, perhaps, he
expected and feared to find the room
eserted; for the balcony outside the
windows afforded a means of escape
too facile to be neglected by one who
ewished not to be discovered. . ..
'His first definite impression was o
consternation and despair; for the
lights had been shut off in his ab
sence. Then quickly he discerned,)
ith eyes dazed by the change from'
t e lighted hallway to the lightless
hamber, the shadowy shape of a wom
an, motionless between him and the
windows, waiting. . .
An electric switch was at his el
bow. With a single motion he could
ave drenched the place with light.,]
For an instant tempted, some strange)]
scruple of delicacy, abetted it may be
by his native love of romantic mystery,t
yed his hand.I
- "Madame," said he, "or mademoi-1
selle, whichever ye may be-the win
dows are open, meself's not detaining
ye. If ye choose, ye may go; but
ye'd favor me by going quickly. . . .
-give ye," he continued, seeing that
neither moved nor replied, "this
~ne chance. In thirty seconds I turn~
The woman did' not stir; but he
. ht he could detect in the still
'er quickened\: breathing.
ye've taken," he amended,
ame ru -wa. 'Tis little~I iave t
:se. . . .
There was no answer.
He touched the switch with an im
atient hand, stepped forward a singlc
ace, caught himself up and stoppe<
hort, now pale and trembling who ha<
moment gone been flushed witi
"Beatrix!" he cried thickly.
Dumbly his wife lifted her arms an<
>ffered herself to him, unutterabI:
ovely, unspeakably radiant. . . .
it were worse than a waste of tim<
o attempt a portrait of her as sh(
eemed to him. Seen through her hus
and's eyes, her bea,uty was incompar
ble, immaculate, too rare and fine. tot
elicate a thing to be bodied forth it
vords, dependent upon the perfectior
f no single feature. Not in her hair
air as sunlight on the sea, not in he
yes of autumnal brown, not in th
vonderful fineness of her skin or it
he daintiness of her features, not it
-e graciousness of her body, did h(
nd the beauty of her that surpasse<
xpression, but in the love she bor(
im, in the sweetness of her inviolat(
oul, in the steadfastness of her im
regnabie heart. . . .
But it's doubtful if ever he had an
lyzed his passion for her so minute
y. Mostly, I think, at that moment o
ier abrupt disclosure to him, he long
d unutterably for her lips and th
roffered wreath round his neck of he
lim, round, white arms.
Yet he would not. Trembling thougl
e was, with every instinct and ever
iber of his being straining toward her
vith the hunger for her a keen pain it
Lis heart, he held himself back; or hi
:nception of honor held him bacl
hat which he had voluntarily forfeil
,d and put away fron* him for his hon
>r's sake, he would not take bac]
hough it were offered freely to him
"So," he said, after a bit, shakily
hen pulled himself together, an
~ontrolling his voice-"So "twas youi
elf, after all, Beatrix! M\e heart toli
ne no other woman could have suni
hat song as ye did-"
The woman dropped her arms. "You
ieart, Terence?" she asked a little'bi1
"What else? Do ye doubt it?"
She shook her head sadly, wistfu:
y. "How do I know? How can I tell
surely, dear, no two people were eve
appier than we-yet within a yea
rom our wedding yo u. . . you lef
ne, ran away from me. .,. . . Why?
"Well ye know why, 'dearest, an!
eil ye know 'twas love of ye alon
hat drove me from ye. Gould I le
t be saitl ye had a husband who wa
ncapable of supporting ye? Could
et it be said that your husband live
ike a leech upon your fortunes
aith, didn't I have to go for you
"No," she dissented with a seconi
eary shake of her pretty head;
hink it was love of yourself, a little
erence-that and your pride
..Why should any of our worn
iave guessed you were not the ric
nan you fancied yourself when w.
vere married? Who would have tol
hem that your lar.ded heritage iJ
reland had turned out profitless? No
"I know that," he contended stut
>r12ly, "but I know, too, sooner o
ater it would have come out, an'
hey would have said: 'There sf<
;es with h:er fortune-hunter, the ad
enturer who married her for he
'And if so? What earthly diffex
mece could it make to us, sweetheart
'h..:t can gossip matter to us-if yol
"I!" he cried, almost ar.grily. "If
. . Ah, but nlo, darling! 'tis your
elf knows there is no 'if' about it, tha
'm sick with love of ye this ver:
ninue-sick and mad for ye...
"Then," she pleaded. with a desper
tte litt'e break in her incomparabit
roice: and agtin held out her arm
*:,..t.-+en h'vc *A~ " me. oh. rn'
learest onehave pity on me if oni:
'r a little while."
And suddenly he had caught her t
aim, and she lay in his arms, he
roung strong body molded to his, he
.ips to his, her eyes half-veiled, thm
neet fragrance of her-too well r<
nembered-intoxicating him; lay st
ine in his embrace, yet held hit
trongly to her, and trembled in syn
>athy with the deep, hurried poundin
>f his heart..L
In the south the horizon flame
ivid to the zenith, revealing a greal
lack wall of cloud that had stole;
ip out of Africa; beneath it the se
shone momentarily with a sickly sill
en luster. Then the dense blacknes
yf the night reigned again, as pr<
ound as though impenetrable, eterna
Later a dull growl of thunder rolle
n across the waste. With it came thm
irst fitful warnings of the impendin
"'Twas ye who sang to me, deal
"Who else, you great silly boy
..And when you followed me t
:he door, making as much noise as
roung elephant, Terence-I was mint
:?d ao punh ynn a little, a very litth
my dear. So I merely opened mm
and closed it sharply."
"There was a woman in the hall
"I saw her, dear, and laughed, thin]
ing how puzzled you would be. . .
Was I cruel, my heart? But I did n(
mean to be. I'd planned this surpriso
you know, from the minute I foun
our rooms adjoined."
"And this letter"-O'Rourke fumble
In his pocket and got it out-"y
brought it to me?"
"It came to me in London, dear, tw
weeks ago; we were together-Clar
Plinlimmon and I-at the Carltoi
He Stopped Short, Thunderstruck.
waiting for her yacht to be put int
commission. Meanwhile she was mal
Ing up the party for this Meditei
ranean trip. . . . I had no ide
where to send you the letter. Hav
3 you read it?"
"Have I had time, sweetheart c
There was an interlude.
In the distance the thunder rolle
Resolutely - the young woman di,
engaged herself and withdrew to a li
"Read, monsieur," she insisted, pe:
"I've better things to do, me dear,
he retorted with composure.
"You'll find it interesting."
"I find me wife more interestin
than- How d'ye know I will?"
"Perhaps I have read it."
O'Rourke turned the letter over i
his hand and noted what had therett
fore escapecf'his attention-the fa(
that the envelop'e, badly frayed on tb
edges through much handling, wa
open at the top.
"So ye may," he admitted.
"It was that way when I received I
And I have read it. How could I hel
"Then ye've saved me the bother.
He prepared to rise and capture he:
She retreated brisk!y. "Read!
she commanded. "Read about th
Pool of Flame!"
'He stopped short, thunderstruc]
"The Pool of Flame?" he reiterate
slowly. "What d'ye know about thati
t"What the letter tells me-no mor,
What has become of it?"
iBut he had already,. withdrawn tt
enclosure and tossed the envelor
aside, and was reading-absorbed, e:
cited, oblivious to all save that co:
veyed to his intelligence by the wri
ing beneath his eyes.
It was a singularly curt, dry at
business-like document for one the
was destined to mold the romance <
his life-strangely terse and trite)
phrased for one that was to exert a
far-reaching an influence over the liv4
of so many men and women. Upon
single sheet of paper bearing their le
terhead, Messrs. Secretan and Syphe
solicitors, of Rangoon, Burmah, ha
caused to be typed a communicatic
to Colonel Terence O'Rourke, inforr
ing; him that on behalf of a client w1
preferred to preserve his incognm1
they were prepared to offer a rewai
of one hundred thousand pounds ste
ling for the return, initact and u:
marred, of the ruby known as ti
Pool of Flame. The said ruby wa
~when last h~eard of, in the possessic
of the sa'id Colonel O'Rourke, wi
would receive the reward upon tU
delivery of the said stone to the u:
dersigned at their offices in Rangoc
within six months from date. Sa
delivery might be made either in pe
son or by proxy. With which Messr
ISecretan and Sypher begged to r
main respectfully his.
The Irishman read it once and agai:
memorizing its import; then delibe
ately shredded it into minute pari
"So It's come." he said heavily, "iul
as' the.O'Mahoney foretold it would!
He sank back in lhis chair, and 11
wife went to him and perched herse
upon the arm of it, imprisoning h
rltead with her ai-ms and laying h4
cheek against his.
"What has come, my heart?"
"One hundred thousand pounds,
h e said. . .' . "Treble its wort
ouble what the O'Mahoney expec
"Who is the O'Mahoney, dear?"
SHe roused. "An old friend, Beatr
-an old comrade. He died some yea3
back, on the banks of the Tugel
lighting with a Boer commando. E
was a lonely man, without kith or ki
or many friends beside meself. Tha
I pi'esume, is how he came to lea'
the Pool of Flame with me." 1
wound an arm round her and held hi
close. "Hearken, dear, and I'll I
telling ye the story of it."
Behind them the infernal glare I
up the portentous skies. ~Thund<
echoed between clouds and sea lii
heavy cannoning. The wife shrat
lose to her beloved. "I am not at a
afraid," she declared, when her Y0i<
1could be heard-"wit'a you...
Tel me about the Pool of Fla.me."
e when he went to South Africa," ex
plained O'Rourke. "'Twas a paste
" board box the size of fist, wrapped
in brown paper and tied with a bit of
- string, that he brought me one even
ing, saying he was about to leave, and
would I care for it in his absence. I
d knew no more of it than that 'twas
something he valued highly, but I put
it away in a safe-deposit vault-which
d he might've done if he hadn't been a
e rcatierbrain-an Irishman. . . .
"Then he wrote me a letter-I got
0 It weeks after his death-saying he
a felt he was about to go out,' and that
the Pool of Flame was mine. He
went on to explain that the box con
tained a monstrous big ruby and gave
me its history, as far as he knew it.
"It seems that there's a certain
tighly respectable temple in one of
:ho Shan States of Burmah ('tis me
;elf forgets the name of it) and in
:hat temple there's an idol, a Buddha
>f pure gold, 'tis said. It would be a
perfectly good Buddha, only that it
lacks an eye; there's an empty socket
Ln its forehead, and 'tis there the
Pool of Flame belongs-or come from.
[n the old days the natives called this
stone the Luck of the State, and
maybe they were right; for when it
disappeared the state became a Brit
"In the war of 'eighty-five, says the
O'Mahoney, a small detachment of
British troops out of touch with their
command, happened upon this temple
we're speaking of and took it, dispos
sessing priests and .populace without
so much as a day's notice. The officer
in command happened to see this eye
in the Buddha's forehead, pried it out
a.nd put it in his pocket. In less than
an hour the natives surrounded the
temple and attacked in force. The
British stood them off for three days
and then were relieved; but in the
meantime the officer had been killed
and the Pool of Flame had vanished.
For several years it stayed
quiet, so far as is known. Then the
curse of the thing began to work, and
It came to the surface in a drunken
brawl in the slums of Port Said. The
police, breaking into some dive to
stop a row, found nobody in the place
but a dead Greek; they say 'twas a
shambles. One of the police found the
big ruby in the dead man's fist and
before his companions guessed what
was up slipped away with the stone.
. . . He was murdered some months
later in a Genoese bagnio, by a French
girl, who got away with it somehow.
. . The O'Mahoney came across
s the thing in Algeria, when he was
serving with the Foreign Legion. He
was in Sidi Bel Abbas one night, off
duty, and wandering about, when he
heard a man cry out for help in one
'of the narrow black alleys of the
nplace. He thought he recognized a
.<comra.de's voice, and surely enough,
' when he ran down to aid him, he
found a Dutchman, a inan of his own
eregim?ent, fighting with half a dozen
natives. He was about done for, the
dDutchman, when the O'Mahoney came
up, and so were three of the Arabs.
The O'Mahoney took care of the rest
of them, and left seven dead men be*
hind him when he went away-the
e ix natives and the Dutchman, who
e ad died in his arms and given him
the Pool of Flame with his last whis
"That's how it came to me," said
Lt "And where is it now?"
>f "Back in Algeria, if I'm not mistak
y en.-. . . Ye remember Chambret
o -he was with us in the desert and
bs wanted ye to marry him afterwards?
a He has it-the dear man; I love him
.like a brother. . . . He sickened of
r, IEurope' when he found his case with
d you was hopeless, and went to Al
ni giers, joining the Foreign Legion."
o "Well, we were fond of each other,
0 Chambret and I. I helped him out
d of some tight corners and he helped
-me along when me money ran short
1--as it always did, and will, I'm
ethinking. After' a while I got to won*
, dering how much I owed the man
n and figured it up; the sum total
.0 frightened the life out of me, and I
emade him take the ruby by way of se
- curity-and never was able, to redeem
n It, for 'twas only a little after that
.d that I came into me enormous patri
r- mony and squandered it riotously get
s. ting married to the most beautiful
e- woman living.
"He warned me to hold the stone,
the O'Mahoney did, saying that the
-time would come when some nativE
1- prince would offer to redeem the Luck
of the State as an act of piety and pa
i triotism. He prophesied a reward ol
L t least fifty thousand pounds. And
is ow. it's come-twice over!"
if I"And now what can you do?"
i 1"Do ?" cried O'Rourke. "Faith,
rwhat would I be doing? D'ye realize
what this means to me, dear heart?
[t means you-independence, a little
fortune, the right to claim my wife!"
[-Ie drew her to him. "Do? Sure, and
t y the first train and boat I'll go to
Ageria, find Chambret, get him to
give me the stone, take it to Rangoon,
.1 slaim the reward, repay Chambret
a"And what, my paladin?"
e"Dar~e ye ask me that, madame?
R . . Say, will ye wait for me ?"
t, She laughed softly. "Have I not
r"Tell me," he demanded, "have ye
e alked with anyone about this letter?"
"Only to Clara Plinlimmon!"
it "Good Lord!" groaned the Irishman.
r"-Only to her! Could ye not have
e iprinted broadsides, the better to make
k the matter public?"
11 "Did I do wrong?"
e"'Twas indiscreet-and that's put
.ting it mildly, me dear. D'ye know
the woman's a wa!l:ng ne'wspaper?
toLiw much did ve te!l her? Did 7e
show her the letter?"
"No." She answered his last ques
tion first. "And I told her very little
-only about this reward for a ruby
[ didn't know you owned. We were
wondering where to find you."
"And she told no one-or who do
The woman looked a little fright
ned. "She told-she must have told
that man-Monsieur des Trebes."
"He was with us on the yacht, one
>f Clara's guests."
"She has a pretty taste for com
pany-my word! How d'ye know she
*old hiri? He asked you about it?"
"The letter? Yes. He wanted to
know the name of the solicitors and
their address. I wouldn't tell him. I
"Had ye told Lady Plinlimmon?"
"Praises be for that!"
"Because . . ." O'Rourke paaused,
vague suspicions taking shape in his
:nind. "Why did he ask about Cham
bret?" he demanded. "How could he
have learned that the jewel was with
He jumped up and began to pace
His wife rose, grave with conster
nation. "What," she faltei'ed-"what
makes you think, suspect-?"
"Because the fellow lied to me about
you this very night. Ye - were with
Lady Plinlimmon in the Casino, were
re not? Faith, and didn't I see ye? I
was in chase of ye when the man
stopped me with his rigmarole about
representing the French government
and having a secret commission for
me. Ye heard him just now. . . .
And when I asked him was he of your
party, he denied knowing Lady Plin
limmon. . . . He made a later- ap
pointment with me here, to talk
things over. I'm thinking he only
wanted time to think up a scheme for
getting me out of the way. Also, he
wanted to find out where Chambret,
was. D'ye not see through his little
game? To get me away from Monte
Carlo by the first morning- train, that
we might not meet; to get me on the
first Atlantic liner, that I might not
Interfere with his plot against Cham
bret. For what other reason would he
give me sealed orders? Sealed or
ders!" O'Rourke laughed curtly, tak
She Flung Herself Upon Him, Sob
Ing the long envelope from his pocket
and tearing it open. "Behold his
sealed- orders, if ye please!"
He shuffled rapidly through his fin.
gers six sheets of folded letter paper,
guiltless of a single pen-scratch,
crumpled them into a wad and threw
it from him.
"What more do I need to prove that
he's conspiring to steal the Pool of
Flame and claim for himself the re
ward?9.. ....bankrupt, discred
ited, with nothing but his title and
his fame as a duelist to give him
standing; is it wonderful that he's
grasping at any chance to recoup his
fortunes?" He took a swift stride to
ward the door, halted, turned. "And
young Glynn?" he demanded. "Was
he with you, and was he thick with
this precious rogue of a vicomte?"
"They were much together."
"Faith, then it's clear as window
glass that the two of them, both
roke, have figured out this thing be.
tween them. . . . Well and good!
I want no more than a hint of warn
ing. . . .
He was interrupted by a knocking.
With a start and a muttered exd?ama
tion he remembered Van Einem, and
stepped to the door and out into a cor
ridor, shutting the woman in.
Stie remained where he had left
her, her pretty brows knitted with
thought, for a time abstractedly con
scious of a murmur of voices in the
hallway. These presently ceased as
Ithe speakers moved away. She turned
to one of the windows, leaning against
its frame and staring at the ominous
flicker and flare of sheet-lightning
which lent the night a ghastly lumin
A cool breeze sprang up, bellying
the curtains. The woman expanded to
it, reviving in its fresh breath from
~the enervating influence of the even
ing's still heat. Her intuitive facul
ties began to ~work more vivaciously;
she began to divine that which had
been mysterious to her ere now.
The lightning grew more intense
and incessant, the thunder beating the
long roll of the charge. A heavy
gust of air chill as death made her
shiver. She shrank away from the
windows, a little awed, wishing for
O'Rourke's return, wondering what
had made him leave her so abruptly.
Then- suddenly she knew. . . .
Secorld have screamed with hor
I. A simniltaneously the door
slammed; ier husban& fiad returned.
With a little cry she flung herself
upon him, clinging to him, panting,
"Tell me," she demanded, "what you
intend to do? Do you mean to fight
"In the morning," he answered
lightly, holding her tight.and comfort
ing her. "'Tis unavoidable; I pro.
voked his challenge. He was obliged
to fight. But don't let that worry
"Oh, my dear, my dear!" She
sobbed convulsively pon his breast
' 'Twill be nothing-hardly that; an
annoyance-no more. Believe me,
"What can you mean-?"
"That the man will never consent
to weapons worthy the name. He
values his precious hide too highly,
and he's not going to put himself in
the way of being injured when he has
the Pool of Flame to steal. Be easy
on that score, darling-and have faith
in me a little. I'll not let him harm
me by so much as a scratch."
"Ah, but how can I tell? .
Dearest, my dearest, why not give it
up-not the duel alone, but ad. this life
of roaming and adventure that keeps
us apart? Am I not worth a little
sacrifice? Is my love not recom
pense enough for the loss of your ab
solute independence? Listen, dear, I
have thought of something; I will
riake you independent, I will settle
upon you all that I possess. I-"
"Faith, and I know ye don't for an
instant think I'd dream of accepting
"But give it up. What is the world's
esteem when you have me to love and
honor you?,. Come to me, Ter
ence. I neetDL-I need you desper
ately. I need the protection of your
arm as well as your name. I need my
"I will," he said gently; "sweetheart,
I promise ye I will-in ninety days.
Give me that respite, give me that
time in which to make or break my
fortunes. Give me a chance to take
the Pool of Flame to Rangoon-nay,
meet me there in ninety days. I will
come to you as one who has the right
to claim his wife; but if I have lo,stw--,
still will I come to you, a broken man
but your faithful lover-come to you
to be healed and comforted. . . .
Dear heart of me, give ine this last
With an eldritch shriek and a
mighty rushing wind the storm broke
over the mainland and a roaring rain
Impulsively the Irishman turned off
the lights, and, lifting his wife in his
arms bore her to an armchair by the
The storm waned in fury, passed,
died in dull distant mutterings. Still
she rested in his embrace, her flushed
face, wet with tears, pillowed to his
cheek, her mouth seeking his.
Vague murmurings sounded in the
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trs, Wood Sawing Outfits and Trac.
tion Engines and Ploughs.
If you wish an everlasting fence
around your yard or cemetery lot, it
will pay you to see me,'-as I: am agent ,
for the Stewart High Grade Iron
ANUAL IIEETING OF THE B0A~ID
The board of health of the town of
Newferry will meet in annual session
Tuesday, January 2, 1912, at 4 -o'clock
p. mn., for the purpose of electing a
secretary and h,ealth officer for the
Iensuing year, the salary for secretary
is ten ($10.00) dollars per month, and -
for health officer fifty ($50.00) dollars
ner month. All applicants for these
Ipositions must send in their applica
tion -to the chairman of the board not
later than Monday, January 1.
S. S. Cunningham,
F. D. Mower, M. D. Secr'etary.
- Chairman. -
Has Millions of Friends.
How would you like to number your
rends by milions as Bucklenl's Arnica
Me dloes? Its astounding cures.in the
'~st forty years made them: its the
.L a:2 in tne world for sores, ul.