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"She Shall Never Marry a Man of Your Stamp."
George l'enlval Algernon Jones, vice
president of the, Metropolitan Oriental
Hun company of New York, thlrstlnir for
romance. Is In Cairo on a business trip
Horace Ryanne arrive at ttie hotel In
Cairo with a carefully guarded bundle.
Rvanne sells Jones the famous holy Yhl
ordes rug which he admits having stolen
from a pasha at IlaKdad. Jones meet
Maior Callahan and later Is Introduced to
Kortune Chedsoye by a woman to whom
he had loaned 150 pounds nt Monte Carlo
into months previously, and who turns
1 in to be Fortune's mother. Jonca takes
Mrs Chedsoyo and Fortune to a polo
cut ie Tortune returns to Jones tho
m -ney borrowed by her mother Mrs.
hedsoyo appears to be engaged In somu
iistrr!ous enterprise unknown to the
liiiphter Uyanne Interests Jones In tho
t nii.d ltomnnco and Adventure com
t''i , a concern whhh for a price will
on nge any kind of nn adventure to or
'1"i Mrs Chedsoie, her brother. Major
HPntian, Wallace and rtjatmc, as the
Tided Romance and Adventure company,
plan a risky enterprise Involving Jones.
CHAPTER VII. (Continued.)
1 accept It as Buck. I am ljre.il of
petty things I repent, (allure Is nut
ii"islhle Have I not thought t out,
! 'ail by detnll, mapped out eaui Hue,
HiitlUpated dangers by eliminating
All but that ono danger ot which
'10 know nothing. You'ro a great
woman, Kate. You have, as jou Bay,
mado nlnoty-nlno dangers out of a
hundred Impossible. Let us keep an
eo out for that hundredth. Our pho
'"graphs liavo yet to grace tho rogues'
'With one exception." Ranne's
laughter was sardonic.
Whose?" shot tho major.
Mine. A round and youthful phiz,
a silky young mustache. Hut rest
i-y, there's' no likeness between that
and the original ono I wear now"
' You never told mo ... " be
gan Mrs. Chedsoye.
"There was never any need till now.
Fight years ago. Certain powers that
ho worked toward my otcape. Hut I
as never to return. You will recol
lect that I havo always remained this
"Ide Enough What I did does not
matter. I will say this much: my
crime was in being found out. Ono
venturo Into New York and out to sea
again, they will not have a chance. I
doubt if any could recall the circum
stances of my meteoric career. You
will obberve that 1 am keyed for any
thing. Let us got to work. It doesn't
"You did not . . . " Mrs. Ched
"Illood?" reading bcr thought. "No,
Glocondn; my hands are guiltless, at
least they Were till this Bagdad af
fair, and I am not sure there. I was a
trusted clerk; I gamblod; I took
money that did not belong to mo. And
hero I am, room number 208."
"It doesn't matter Come, Kate;
don't staro at Hoddy as If ho were a
new species." Tho major smoothed
tho ends of his moustache. "This con
fession will bo good for bis soul."
"Yes, aioconda; I fool easlor now.
I am heart and soul Jn this affair, t
need excitement, too. Lord, yos.
When I went to Bagdad, I had no Idea
that I should ever lay cyos upon that
"8 nut I did, And there's tho
emeralds, too, major,"
The major rubbed his hands pleas-
urably. "Yea, yes; tho emeralds; I
had not forgotten them. Ono hundred
lovely green stones, worth not a penny
under thirty thousand. A fine collec
tion. Hut another idea has taken pos
session of this teeming brain of mine.
Havo you noticed how this fellow
Jono9 hovers about Fortune? Ho's
worth a million, If he's worth a cent.
I am sure. In pure gratitude, ' sho
would see to it that her loved ones
wero well taken enro of in their old
"I am going to marry Fortune my
self," said Hyanno blandly.
"You?" The major was nonplussed.
Wallace shuffled his feet uneasily.
This blond companion of his was al
ways showing kinks In his naturp,
kinks that rarely ever straightened
"Yes. And why not? What is she
to either you or her mother? Noth
ing Affection you have never siren
her, being unable. It surprises you;
but, nevertheless, I lovo her, nnd I
am going to marry her."
"Heallj?" said Mrs Chedsoye.
"You are a fool. Horace!" with ris
ing fury. So then, tho child bad not
jibed her In fi moment of pique?
"Men In love generally are fools.
I'vo never spoken before, because you
never absolutely needed me till now.
Theio's my lards, pat."
Mrs. Chedfeoyo's fury deepened, but
not visibly. "You are welcome to hor,
If she will have )ou."
"Yes." supplemented tho major; "if
sho will havo you, my friend, take her,
and our benedictions."
Hynnne'u shoulders stirred sugges
tlvoly. "Of course, I expect to havo tho
final word to say on the Bubject. She
Is my daughter," said Mrs. Chedsoye.
"A trifling accident, my dear Glo-
conda," smiled Hyanne! "merely
"Just a little oil. Just a little oil,"
tho major pleaded anxiously. "Dash
It all, this Is no tlmo for a row ot this
silly order. Hut It's always tho way,"
irritably. "A big enterprise, demand
ing a single purpose, and a trifle liko
this to upset It all!"
"I am ready for business at any mo
ment." "And you, Kato?" ;
"We'll say no more about It till the
affair Is over. After that ..."
"Those who live will see, eh?"
Hyanne rolled a cigarette
"To business, then. In tho first
place, Mr. Jones must not reach the
"Ho will not." Ityanno spoke with
"He will not even sco that boat."
added Wallace, glad to hear tho sound
ot his voice again,
"Good. Hut, mind, no rough work."
"Leavo It nil to mo' said Hyanno.
"Tho United Romance and Adventure
Company will give him an adventuro
on approval, as It were."
"To you, then. Tho report from Now
York reads encouragingly. Our friends
tbero are busy. Tbey aro merely
waiting for us. From now on l'erclval
Algernon must receive no more mall,
telegrams or cables."
"I'll take care of that alio." Ryanne
looked at Mrs. Chedsoya musingly.
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"Ilia real estate agent Will wire
him, popslbly tomorrow."
"In that event, ho will recelvo a
cable signifying that the transaction
Is perfectly correct."
"Hu may also Inquire as to what
to do with tbo valuables In the wall
giifo." "Ho. will bo Instructed to touch
nothing, ns tho people who will occupy
tho houso are old friends." Hjanne
"Wallace, you will return to New
York at once."
"I thought 1 was wanted here?"
"All right; I'm oft. I'll sail on tho
Prince Ludnlg. statoroom 118. I'll
havo my Joko by the way.
"You wU do nothing of tho kind.
You will havo a stateroom by your
self," sold Mrs. Chedsoyo crisply.
"And no wine, nor cards. If you fall,
I'll break you ..."
"As wo would a churchwarden's
pipe, Wallace, my lad." Ityanno grip
ped bis companion by tho shoulder,
and there was enough pressure in tho
grip to cause the recipient to wince.
"Well, well; I'll lay a straight
course." Wallaco slid his shoulder
from under Hynnno's hand.
"To you, then, Hoddy, the business
of quarantining our friend l'erclval.
Don't hurt him; simply detain him.
You must realize tho Importanco of
this Have ou your plans?"
"I'll perfect them tomorrow. I shall
find n way, never fear."
"Dots tho rug como In anywhere?"
Tho major was curious. It sometimes
seemed to him that Hyanno did not al.
ways lay hU cards face up upon the
"It will play its part, nesldes, 1
am rather Inclined to the Idea ot tak
ing It back. It may bo tho old wish
ing carpet. In that caso. It will come
In handy. Who kuons?"
"How much Is It worth?"
"Ah, major, l'erclval himself could
not say exactly. Ho gavo mo a thous
and pounds for It."
"A thousand pounds!" murmured
The major struck bis hands lightly
together Whether lu applause or
wonder ho ulono know.
"And It was worth every shilling of
It, too. I'll tell you tho story some
day. Thero are n dozen ways of sup
pressing Pcrclval, but I must have
something appealing to my artistic
"You havo never told us your reel
namo. Horace," Mrs. Chedsoye bent
towaid 111 m.
Ho laughed. "I must havo some
thing to confess to you In tho future,
"Well, the meeting adjourns, sine
"What are you going to do with
Fortune?" demanded Hynnno.
"Send her back to Mentone."
"What the deuce did you bring -her
here for, knowing what was In tho
"She expressed a dcslro to see
Cairo ngnln," answered Mrs. Ched
soye. "We never deny her anything." The
major rose and yawned suggestively.
In tho corridor, Hyanno whispered
softly. "Why not, Gloconda "
"She shall never marry a man of
your stamp," coldly.
"Charming mother! How tenderly
you havo cherished her!"
"Horace," calmly enough, "Is It wise
to anger mo?"
"It may not be wise, but I havo
never seen you In a rage. You would
"Ceaso this foolery," patiently. "I
nm In no mood for It tonight. As an
nssoclato In this equivocal business,
jou do very, well; you aro necessary.
Hut do not presume too much upon
that. For all that I may not have boon
what a mother should be, I still have
some self-respect. So long as I havo
any power over hor, Fortune shall
never marry a man so far down In
the social scalo as yourself."
"Social scale? Gloconda, how you
hurt mo!" mockingly. "1 should real
ly like to know what your Idea of
that Invlnclblo bnrrlor Is. Is H be
cause my faco Is In tbo rogues' gal
lery? Surely, you would not be
"She Is far above us all, my friend,"
continuing unruffled. "Sometimes I
stand In absolute awo of her."
"A marvel! If my recollection Is
not nt fault, many a man has entered
the Villa Fanny, with a vtew to court
ship, men beside whom I am as
Itoland to tho lowest Saracen. You
never objected to them."
"They had money nnd position."
"Magic talisman! And It I bad
money and position?"
"My objections would bo no less
"Your codo puzzles, mo. You would
welcome as a son-in-law a man who
stole openly the widow's mite, while I,
who harass none, but the predatory
rich, must dwell In the outlandr Rank
"You couldn't take care of her."
"Yes, I could. With but little effort
I could make these two bands as hon
ost nB the day Is long."
"I have my doubts," smiling a little.
"Suppose, for tho sake ot an argu
ment, ouppofe Fortune acceptud me?"
Mrs. Chcdsoye's good humor re
turned. Sho knew hor tlaughtor toler
ably well; tbo child had a horror of
men. "Poor Horace! Do you build
"Less, perhaps, than upon, my own
bright Invention. My suit, then to be
brief. Is rejected?"
"Emphatically. I have spoken."
'Oh, well; the fomlnlne prerogative
shall bo mine, the last word. Good
night; dorml beno!" He bowed
grandly and turned toward bis own
He possessed that kind of mockery
which was tho despair of those at
whom It was directed. They never
knew whether his mood wa one of
harmless tun or ot deadly Intent. And
rather than mistake' tho ono quality
for tho other, they generally pretend
ed to Ignore. Mrs. Chedsoye, who
had 'a similar talent, vvaB one of the
few who felt along tho wall as ono
does In the dark. Instinctively. To
night she recognized that there was
no harmless fun but a teal desperate
iioH3 behind the mask; and she bad
held In her temper with a firm hand
ThU was not the hour for a clash.
She shivered a Httlo; and for tho first
time In tho six or seven years she had
known him, sho faced a fear of him
Ills great strength, his reckless cour
age, his subtle way of mastering men
by appearing to be mastered by them,
held her In tho thrall ot a pocullar
fascination which, in quiet periods,
sho looked upon ns something deeper
Marriage waa not to her an Ideal state,
nor was there any man, living or dead,
who had appealed to the physical sldo
of her. Hut he was in the ono sox
what (he was In the other; and while
she herself would nuver havo married
him, she raged inwardly nt tho possi
bility ot his wanting another woman.
To her tho social fabric which holds
humanity together was merely a con
venience ; tho moral significance
touched neither hor heart nor her
mind. In her tbo primordial craving
for ease, for material corafortB, pret
ty trinkets and gowns was strongest
developed. It wns as If this souse had
been handed down to her, untouched
by contact with progression, from tho
reinoto ages, that time between tho
fall of Homan civilization and where
modern civilization began In short
a beautiful barbarian, whose intellect
alono had advanced.
rortuue was asleep. Tho mother
went over to tho bed and gently shook
the slim, round arm which lay upon
the coverlet. Tho chl!d' uuturu lay
revealed as sho opened her eyes and
smiled It did not matter that the
smile Instantly changed to a frowning
Inquiry. Tho mother spoko truly
when she said that there wero times
when she Btood In awe ot this, her
flesh and blood.
"My child, I wish to ask you a ques
tion, and for your qwn good answer
truthfully. Do you love Horace?"
Fortune sat up nnd rubbed bcr
eyes. "No." Had her wits been less
scattered sho might havo paltered.
The syllable had a finality to It
that reassured tho mother moro than
a thousand protestations would have
"Good night," sho said.
1'ortuno lay down again and drew
tho coverlet up to her chin. With he
eyes shut she waited, but In vnln. Her
mother disrobed nnd sought her own
Ityanno was Intensely" dissatisfied
with blmsolt. For once his desperate
mood had carried him too far. He
had made too many confessions, had
antagonized a woman who was every
bit as clever and Ingenious as him
self. Tbo enterprise toward which
they were moving held him simply be
cause It was an exploit that enticed
wholly his twisted outlook upon life.
Thero was n forbidding humor In the
whole affair, too, which he niono saw.
Tho posslblo rowards wero to him of
secondary consideration, It was tho
fun ot the thing. It was the fun of
the thing .that had put him squarely
upon the wide, short road to perdi
tion, which had made him first a
spendthrift, then a thief. The fun of
tbo thing; sinister phrase! A thous
and times had be longed to go back,
for ho wasn't all bad; but door after
door had shut behind him; and now
tho single purpose was to get to the
end of tho road by the shortest route.
He did not deceive hlmsolf. Ills
desperate mood was the result of an
Internal rage against himself, a rage
against the weakness of his heart.
Fortune Chedsoye. Why hud she not
crossed his path at that tlrab when he
might havo been savodT And yet,
would she have saved him? God alone
lie heard Jones stirring In bis room
next door. Presently all became stllL
The Porter Had No Suspicion That
To sleep llk that! He shrugged,
threw oft his coat, swept the cover
from tho stand, found a pack of cards,
and played solitaire till the first pallor
of dawn announced tho new day
Reclining snugly against the para
pet, wrapped In his tattered arblyeth,
or cloak, his head pillowed upon his
lean arm, motionless with that pro
tended sleep of the watcher, Mahomed-El-Gebel
kept his vigil. Miles upon
miles ho had come, across three bleak,
cold, blinding deserts, on camels, In
trains, on camels again, night and day,
day and night, across the soundless,
yellow plains. Allah was good to the
true believer. The night was chill,
but certain llres warmed his blood. All
day long he had followed tho accursed,
lying giaour, but never onco had he
wandered Into tho native quarters of
the city. Patience! What was a day,
a week, a year? Grains ot sand. He
could wait. Inshalla!
The Purloined Cable.
George, bnvlng made his bargain
with conscience relative to tho Yhlor
des rug, slept the sleep ot the untrou
bled, of the just, of the man who had
nothing In particular to get up for. In
fact, nfter having drunk his breakfast
cocoa nnd eaten his buttered toast, hu
evinced his satisfaction by turning his
faco away from tho attracting morn
ing light and passing oft Into sleep
ngnln. And thereby hangs this tale.
So much depended upon his getting
his mall ns It cntne In that morning,
that Fato herself must havo resisted
sturdily tho dslre to shake him by
trio shoulder, Perhaps sho would Lave
dono so but for the serenity of his
poso and the Infantile smile that lin
gered for a whllo round his lips Fate,
as with most of us, has her sentiment
The man next door, having no con
science to speak ot (Indeed, bo bad de
railed her whllo passing his twenti
eth meridian!) was up betimes. He
had turned In nt four: at six he was
strolling about tho deserted lounging
room, watching the entrances. It Is
Inconceivable how easily mall may bo
purloined In a largo hotel. There nro
as many ways as points to the wind
Ryanne chose tho simplest. Ho waited
for tho mall-bag to be emptied upon
the head-porter's counter. Nonchal
antly, but deftly, while the porter
looked on, tho adventurer ran through
the bulk. Ho found threo letters and
a cable, tho latter having been re
ceived by George's bankers the day
before apd mailed directly to tho ho
tel. The porter bad no suspicion that
a bold theft was being committed un
der his very eyes. Moreover, circum
stances prevented his over learning
ot It. Ryanne stuffed the spoils Into
"It any one, asks for mo," he said,
"say that I shall bo at tay banker's,
tho Anglo-Egyptian bank, at 10 o'clock.
"Yes, sir," replied the portor, as be
began to sort the rest of the mall,
not forgetting to poruse the postals.
Ryanne went out Into the street,
walking rapidly Into town. Mahomed-El-Gebel
shook tho folds ot hit cloak
and followed. The adventurer did not
slacken his gait till be reached Shep
heard'a hotel. Upon the steps he
paused. Some English troop were
a Bold Theft Was Being Committed.
marching past, on tho way to the rail
way station; the usual number of na
tives were patrolling the sidewalks,
dangling strings ot Imitation scarabs;
a caravan of pack-camels, laden with
cotton, ihuffled by haughtily; a blind
beggar sat on tho curb In front,
munching a pleco ot sugar cane.
Ryanne, assured that no one ho knew
was about, proceeded Into the writing
room, wholly deserted nt this early
Ho sat down at n desk and opened
the cable. It contained exactly what
he expected. It was n call for ad
vice In regard to tho rental of Mr.
George P. A. Jones' mansion In New
York and tho temporary disposing of
the looso valuables. Ryanne read It
over a dozen times, with puckered
brow, and tlnally balled It fiercely In
his fist Fool' He could not. nt that
moment, remember the most essen
tial point In the game, the name and
office ot tho agent to whom ho must
this very morning send reply. Hur
riedly he flhed out tho letters, uuu
chance In a thousand. He swore, but
In relief. In tho corner ot one of the
letters he saw that for r-ome unknown
roasou tbo gods wero still with him.
Reynolds and Re nolds, estates, Hroad
street; ho remembered. He wrote out
a reply on a piece of hotel paper, In
tending to copy It off at tho rable
office. This reply coverod the ground
convincingly. "Renting for two
months. Old friends. Leavo things
as they are. P. A." The Initials
wero a little stroke. From somo
source Ryanne has picked up the fact
that Jones' business correspondence
was conducted over those two Initials.
He toro up the cable Into small IllegP
ble squares and drepped some Into one
basket and some Into another. Next,
ho renddressed George's mall to Leip
zig; another stroko, moaning a delay
of two or threo months; from the
head olSce of his banker's there to
Paris, Paris to Naples, Naples to New
York. That Ryanno did not open
thoso letters was In nowise due to
moral suasion; whatever they con
tained could bo ot no vital Importance
"Now, Horace, wo shall bend the
crook ot our elbow In tho bar-room.
The reaction warrants a stimulant "
An hour later the whole affair was
nicely oft his hands. Tbo cable bad
cost him threo sovereigns. Hut what
was that? Nlente, rlen; nothing, a
mere bagatelle. For the first time In
weeks a sense of security Invaded hla
It was by now 9 o'clock; and Per
clval Algernon still reposed upon his
bed ot ease. Let him sleep, Many
days were to pass ere ho would again
know the comfort of linen sheets, the
luxury of down under his ear.
(TO DE CONTINUED.)
Long Record as Public Sinner.
What is probably the world's record
as a public, singer Is held by Mrs.
George V. Johnson, who for moro than
CS years has ben soloist la the Presby
terlaa church. She has traveled a
distance ot more than 40,000 miles In
merely going to and from her choir
rehearsals and church services, while
the actual time she has spent In a
choir seat would amount to the equiv
alent of one year and a half. pik
(N. T.) Quetta.