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A,.. r.. . ,o a MAC Author o ýIARTS AND PAK$S CoAAXAN ON TT BDOX ~ce. IluisrationTs ly M.OG.KrmI .. .. COPYRIGHT 1911 4by 8OB - MERRILL COMPANY * 21 SYNOPSIS. George Percival Algernon Jones, vice Dresident of the Metropolitan Oriental Rug company of New York, thirsting for romance. is in Cairo on a business trip. Horace Ryanne arrives at the hotel in Cairo with a carefully guarded bundle. Ryanne sells Jones the famous holy Yhl ordes rug which he admits having stolen from a pasha at Bagdad. Jones meets ajor Callahan and later is introduced to rtune .'hedsoye by a woman to whom he had loaned 150 pounds at Monte Carlo some months previously, and who turns out to be Fortune's mother. Jones takes Mrs. Chedsoye and Fortune to a polo game. Fortune returns to Jones the money borrowed by her mother. Mrs. Chedsoye appears to be engaged in some mysterious enterprise unknown to the daughter. Ryanne interests Jones in the United Romance and Adventure com pany. A concern whicl; for a price will arrange any kind of an adventure to or der. Mrs. Cnedsoye, her brother, Major Callahan, Wa!.ace and Ryanne, as the United Romiance and Adventure company, lan a risky enterprise involving Jones. yanne makes known to Mrs. Chedsoye is !tentlon to marry Fortune. Mrs. thedsoye declares she will not permit it. Plans are laid to prevent Jones sailing for home. Ryanne steals Jones' letters Snd cable dispatches. He wires agent in ew York, in Jones' name, that he is renting house in New York to some friends. Mahomed, keeper of the holy Carpet, is on Ryanne's trail. Ryanne promises Fortune that he will see that Jones comes to no harm as a result of his purchase of the rug. Mahomed accosts yanne and demands the Yhiordes rug. yanne tells him Jones has the rug and suggests the abduction of the New York merchant as a means of securing its re turn. The rug disappears from Jones' room. Fortune quarrels with her mother when the latter refuses to explain her mysterious actions. Fortune gets a mes sage purporting to be from Ryanne ask ing her to meet him in a secluded place that evening. Jones receives a message asking him to meet Ryanne at the English Bar the same evening. Jones is carried off into the desert by Mahomed and his accomplices after a desperate fight. He discovers that Ryanne and Fortune also are captives, the former is badly battered and unconscious. Ryanne recovers con sclousness and the sight of Fortune in captivity reveals to himn the fact that )fahomed intends to get vengeance on him through the girl. Fortune acknowl edges that she stole the rug from Jones' room. She offers to return It to Mahomed If he will free all three of them. Ma homed agrees to liberate Fortune and one of the men in return for the rug. A cour ler is sent to Cairo for the rug, but re turns with the information that Mrs. Chedsoye and her brother have sailed for New York. Fortune spurns offered free dom which does not include her two com panions The caravan continues the jour that i~re Cbeoy i tlmst 'adrott smuggler of the age, and is overheard by Fortune. The three captives are rescued by Henry Ackermann, who is in charge a carpet caravan. Mahomed escapes. Chedsoye discovers the absence of ortuxue and leaves for New York: taking the girl's belongings with her. Through for ed letters Mrs. Chedsoye, the major d their accomplices take possession of J9nes' New York home. Jones. Ryanne tli Fortune arrive at Damascus. Ry anne fails in his resolution to lead a bet i~fr . Rvanne.secretly leaves for New York. At Tones' solicitation his partner. Mortimer, offers Fortune a home, but she declines. Jones then declares his love and finds that it is reciprocated. Jones and Fortune arrive in New York and go to the Mortimer home. Jones finds Mrs. Chedsoye, Ryanne and the rest of the gang in his home with a million in money ooted from an adjoining bank packed ready, for fligHt. Jones summons Wads worth, president of the bank, who it de velops is Ryanne's brother. CHAPTER XXI.-(Continued). "We could have taken every dollar from the vault," said Wallace cheer fully. "But we couldn't have made our get away with it," observed the butler, holding his empty glass toward Ry anne, who was acting as master of ceremonies. - "A clear, unidentified million," mused Ryanne. "Into the cars with it; over to Jersey City; on to Phila delphia; but there for Europe; quiet ly transfer the gold to the various Continental banksl and in six months, who could trace hair or hide of itt" Ryanne laughed. "It's all right to laugh," said the Major. "But are you sure about Jonest He could have arrived this afternoon." "Impossible! He left Alexandria for Naples on a boat that stopped but thirty hours. With Fortune on his Buands he could not possibly sail be fore the following week, and maybe pot then. Sit tight. I know what I am talking haboat." "He might cable." "So he might. But if he had we'd have bard trom him before.now. I'm poing to tell you a secret. My name ih not Ryanne." "We al know that," said the Major. "It's Wadsworth. Does that tickle 'our mfnd anyT" The men shook their heads. Mrs. ~hedsoye did not move hers. "DBah! Greatest joke of the hour. 'm Horace Wadsworth, and Arthur Wadsworth, prsident of the Mew eant-Mechaulo Bank, Is my beloved brother!" "Ay,, damnable wretcht" A hock ran through them all. In the doorway leading to the rear ball .a teed-' Ge6rge, his revolvers leveled steadily. Peerinlt whitaaoed over his phoulder was the man who had spok-i pa, Arthur Wadswlrorth. OHAPTER XXII, Th. In f t1e Puade. S'iIider rbither tried to,.pah past ;brgei :bat 4 Meart l1 caughtt hlm the rhouls1 sad mdm1a3i4 him L 'Lt m.gog he aled, hli .olo .- sal and high. "Do you hear me? Let me go!" "Mr. Mortimer," said George, with out turning his head or letting his eye waver, "keep him back. Thanks." George stepped over the threshold. "Now gentlemen, I shall shoot the first man who makes a movement." And Ryanne, who knew something about George, saw that he meant just what he said. "Steady, every one," he said. "My friend George here can't shoot; but that kind of a man is dead liest with a pistol. I surrender." The brother was struggling. "The telephone! The telephone! I demand to call the police. This is accessory to the fact! I tell you, let me go!" "Mr. Wadsworth," replied George, "if you do not be still and let me run this affair, I'll throw the pistols to the floor, and your brother and his friends may do as they baelly please. Now, step back and be quiet. Stop!" to Ry anne, whose hand was reaching out toward the table. "Don't shoot, Percival; I want only a final glass of wine." Ryanne calmly took the slender stem of the glass be tween his fingers, lifted it and drank. 1 He set it down empty. From his out- 1 side pocket he drew a handkerchief and delicately dried his lips. He alone of his confederates had life. It was because he alone understood. 1 Prison wasn't staring him in the face t just yet. "Well, Arthur, old top, how I goes it? Nearly got your money-bags, t didn't we? And we surely would have r but for this delicious vintage." 8 "Damn you and your wine!" roared I the Major, shaking with rage. This r adventure had been nd joke to him, no craving for excitement. He wanted I the gold, the gold. With what would I have been his share he could have t gambled at Monte Carlo and Ostend I till the end of his days. For the first time he saw long, black bars of iron t running up and down a window. And a all for a bottle of wine! c "Damn away, old sport!" Ryanne a tseacbbG for tb*bsat4,eusnd. A· AL* . glass again. "Percival, I'm blamed sorry about that olive-tree of yours." t He waved his hand toward the bags. t "You can see that my intentions in ' regard to refunding that hundred pounds were strictly honorable. Now, what's on the ticket?" "I suppose your luggage is outside in the automobiles?" "Right-O I" "Well, I need not explain my rea sons; you will understand them; but I am going to give you all two hours' time. Then I shall notify the police. You will have to take your chance after that time." The circling faces brightened per ceptibly. Two hours-that would car ry them far into Jersey. "Accepted with thanks," said Ry anne. "I refuse to permit it!" yelled the brother. "Mr. Jones, you will rue this night's work. I shall see that the law looks into your actions. This is fel ony. I demand to be allowed to tele phone." "Percival, for heaven's sake, let himl" cried Ryanne wearily. "Let him shout; it will soften his voice. He will hurt nobody. The wires were cut hours ago." Mortimer felt the tense muscles in his grasp relax. Arthur Wadsworth grew limp and reeled against the Jamb of the door. "You had better start at once," George advised. "You three first," with a nod toward Wallace (his bul bous nose now lavender in hue), the butler and the first-man. "Forward march, front door. Go onP" "What about me?" asked Ryanne. "In a moment." George could not but admire the man, rascal though he was. There was a pang of regret in his heart as the thought came and went swiftly: what a comrade this man would have made under different circumstances! Too latel "Halt?" he cried. The trio marching toward the door came to a stop, their heads turned inquiringly. "Here, Mr. Mor timer; take one of these guns and cover the Major. He's the one I doubt." Then George followed the others into the hall and ironically bade them God-speed as he opened the door for them. They went out stupidly: the wine had dulled them. George immediately returned to the library. Neither Fortune nor her mother had stirred in all this time. A quality of I hypnotism held them in bondage, The I mnother could not lower her glance Iand the daughter would not. If there was a light of triumph in Fortune's e@rs; It was unconslciously there. And ab oe wifL know the full bitterness that shope from the mother's. She could have saoramed with fury; abhe could have rent her clothes, torn her askin, pulled her hair; and yet she sat -there without physcal slan of the tempet. On her side Fortune knew, that, had there been a al ngte et r vitins pity, she must have flown to her moth er's side. But there was no sign. Finally, Fortune stepped back, chilled. It was all too late. "Fortune," said George, terribly em barrassed, "do you wish to speak to your mother, alone ?' "No." It was a little word, spoken in a little, hushed tone. Mrs. Chedsoye rose and proceeded to put on her furs, which she had flung across the back of her chair. "Mother!" This came in a gasp from the elder Wadsworth. An under standing of this strange proceeding began to filter through his mind. The young girl's mother! Mrs. Chedsoye drew on her gloves slowly. She offered them to the Ma jor to button. He flung the hands aside. He was not nice under the ve neer. But Ryanne was instantly at her service. And curiously she watched his agile fingers at work over the buttons; they were perfectly steady. Then, followed by the Major and Ryanne, she walked easily toward the hall. Ryanne paused. "Good night, Arthur. I'm sure you will not sleep well. That handsome safe is irreparably damaged. I dare say you will find a way to cover the loss without any injury to your own pocket. Old top, farewell! Who was it, Brutus or Caesar, who said: 'I go but to return'?" The banter left his face and voice swiftly. "You sneak ing blackguard, you cheater of wid ows; yes, I shall come again; and then look to your sleek, sanctimonious neck! You chucked me down the road to hell, and the pity of it is, some day I must meet you there! Fortune, child," his voice becoming. sad, "you might remember a poor beggar in your prayers to-night. Percival, a farewell to you. We shall never meet again. But when you stand upon that bally old rug there, you'll always see me, the fire, the tents, the camels and the desert, and the moon in the date-palms. By-by!" And presently they were gone. A moment later those remaining could hear the chug-chug of the motors 'ar they sped away. The banker was first to recover from the spell. He rushed for the hall, but George stopped him rudely. "Two hours, if you please. I never break my word. Your money is all there. If you do not act reasonably, I'll throw you down and sit on you till the time is up. Sit down. I do not propose that my future wife shall appear in court as a witness against her mother. Do you understand me now?" The banker signified that he did. He sat down, rather subdued. Then he got up nervously and inventoried the steal. He counted roughly a mi lion. A million! He felt sick and weak. It would' have wrecked the bank, wiped it out of existence. And saved by the merest, the most trifli chance! A bottle of wine! He 4 sumed his chair and sat there the Merchant-Mechanic had gone the wall; nor how six policemen had worked till dawn carrying back the t 0C B Eo ' J *ý 8 1 W Bor n h so I I It it 0 1" h b 'I - le t Allm G Ia ýl Yo I Tw H r i ý 1* n. 1 Lu IA LO LO 'U alit (·'ii I ~I~ IA on oPv~uAll Two Houm' Time." df gold; nor that the banker had not even thanked them for their labor. The first impulse of the banker had been to send the story forth to the world, to harass and eventually cap ture his brother; but his foresight becoming normal, he realised that silence was best, even it his brother etcaped. If the depositors heard that the bank had been entered and a mil lion taken from the vaults, there would naturally follow a territc run. When the last bag had been taken out of the library and the banker and the police had gone, the bell rang. George went to the door. A messen ger handed him a small satchel and a note. There was to be no reply. The note was from Ryanne. Briefly it stated that the satchel contained the emeralds. There had been some dif ficulty in forcing the Major to surren der them. But that much was due to George for his generosity. Later in the day he--George--might inform his -Horace's-brother that the coup hadn't been a total fizzle. They had already packed away in suit-cases something like two hundred thousand dollars in bills of all denominations. "Tell that dear brother of mine to charge it to our account. It will be less than the interest upon a million in ten years. To you, my boy, I add: Fortune favors the bravQ!" "George," said Mortimer, "you will not mind if I forage round in the kitchen? A bottle of beer and a bit of cheese would go handy. It's almost my breakfast time." "Bless your heart, help yourself!" And George turned to Fortune. "Ah," she cried, seizing his hands, "you will not think ill of me?" "And for what?" astonished. "For not speaking to my mother. Oh, I just couldn't; I just couldn't! When I thought of all the neglect, all the indifference, the loneliness. I couldn't! It was horribly unnatural and cruel!" "I understand, heart of mine. Say no more about it." And he put his two hands against her cheeks and kissed her. "Never shall you be lone ly again, for I am going to be all things to you. Poor heart! Just think that all that has passed has been only a bad dream, and that it's clear sunshiny morning; eh?" He held her off a ways and then swept her into his arms as he had done on board the ship, roughly and masterly. "And there's that old rug! Talk about magic carpets! There never was one just like this. But for it I shouldn't even have known you. And, by Jove! when the minister comes this after noon . . . " "This afternoon!" "F:actly! When he comes, you and I are going to stand upon that beau tiful, friendly old rug, and both of us are going to be whisked right away into Eden." "Please!" Silence. "How brave you are!" "I? Oh, pshaw!" "Would you have shot one of them?" "Girl, your Percival Algernon couldn't have hit the broad side of a barn." He laughed joyously. "I knew it. And that is why I call you brave.' And when the pale gold of winter dawn filled the room, it found them, hand in hand, staring down at the old Yhiordes, the magic old Yhiordes fromi Bagdad. Lucky to Get Anything. The law of the land had spoken, and, the verdict was $5,000 damages. "Five thousand dollarsl" muttered the senior partner in the legal firm who had managed the plaintlis ase. "Not so bad." "I think it pretty good," said the junior partner. "How much shall we fiVe our cllentr "H'mZ Say $800," said the sloea thoughtfully. "No, stop a minute!" "Well?' "We mustn't be toe hasut" said thq succesaful lawyer slowly. " ehap you'd better write and promise to him the three hundr." Very Plain Criticism. Children are not always grateful be ings, and they are notably hard to en tertain. At a birthday party a kindly natured adult had toiled hard in the effort to amuse the children by means of parlor magic, ventriloquism, bur lesque dancing and the like. The other adults present were highly amused, and some of the children deigned to chuckle mildly. The mother of the hostess, however, felt that full justice had not been rendered, so be fore announcing refreshments she took pains to thank the entertainer, and to call the attention of the youngsters to his gifts. "Mr. blank is very funny, isn't he, children?" she concluded. From the rear of the room came a small, shrill voice: "Yessum, but not so funny as he thinks he is!" Tact; Son Gets Down to Tacks. Henry, age five, had two younger brothers. Henry's father had Just moved, and was busy laying the kitch en linoleum. In order to facilitate the work he gave Henry the task of fur nishing him with tacks. The little fellow worked faithfully for half an hour. Suddenly, however, he turned to his father and said: "Papa, you like me best, don't you?" "Oh, I like all my boys," said the father. "But don't you like me a little bit better than the others?" queried Henry. "I like all my boys equally well," answered the father. "Well, papa," said the lad, after a moment of reflection, "what's the use o' my handing you these tacks then?" Unnamed Heroine. The anniversary is responsible for the publication of many reminiscences concerning the sinking of the Titanic. What the survivors and the chron iclers most like to dwell upon is the heroism displayed by passengers and crew aboard the vanished liner. There are tales of Major Butt, the Strausses, First Officer Murdock and many oth ers, who showed .ne metal in the i hour of disaster. 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