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By Harold Carter
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
"0 nonsense, Belle! I don't be
lieve in that rubbishy and I couldn't
encourage superstition,'7" said Lady
Belle Garrett turned reluctantly
away from the Arab with the crystal.
Seeing his hopes of a customer dis
appearing, the fellow set up a wailing
chant that followed the ladies all
along the bazaar.
"What is he saying?" Belle Garrett
asked the dragoman.
"He wants you to look in his crys
tal, lady," answered the Egyptian.
"He says you will see something very
Again Belle Garrett hesitated, but
her companion was departing, and at
length she hurried after her, hearing
the Arab's cries still in her ears.
"Did you ever look into one of
those crystals?" she asked her friend.
"Never!" snapped Lady Wheelock.
"It's all a pack of superstition and
The dragoman smiled, and Belle
caught the look on his face. When
they were alone she asked him:
"Did you ever hear of anything
true being seen in a crystal?"
"Yes, lady," he answered. "Some
times. Mohammed has the reputation
of being a seer. If you like, Madame,
I will take you there tomorrow."
Belle assented. She was uneasy
concerning her husband. Major Gar
rett was a thousand miles- away in
the interior. He had been sent up to
the head of the Nile with his regi
ment from Cairo, to take part in the
subjection of one of the Mohamme
dan tribes of the Sudan which had
taken it into its head to go on a fo
ray. He had been gone six months,
and she had not heard from him for
She wavered between contempt
and superstition as she accompanied
the dragoman down the teeming lane j
of the bazaar, between lines of stalls
the owners of which persisted in
screaming the merits of their wares.
At last they reached the man with
He was an immense Arab, his head
enveloped in a columinousturban,and
he sat in his stall immobile. There
was nothing in the booth except half
a dozen crystals, perfectly round,
semitransparent sphere's of glass.
As if he had been expecting her, the
Arab rose and motioned to. her to en-
Suddenly a Picture Began to Form
ter the booth. Inside, he handed her
a low chair and indicated that she
was to be seated. Then, taking one
of the globes from the counter, he
placed it in her hands, at the same
time drawing the curtains which sep
arated the booth from the lane 'out
side. Belle Garrett, seated there alone,
heard the raucous cries of" the sellers
in the bazaar sound fainter in her
ears. A-curious sense came over her
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