Altoona Mirror from Altoona, Pennsylvania on November 7, 1929 · Page 11
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-f * * ?«' ,;i THE ALTOONA MtRROR—THURSDAY,.^NOVEMBER..?,.J.929 (Continued from page 10.)' door Was unllcked and flung open, and Sadi HftfiK ran In. "Quick I" he cried earnestly. "Oet out—througH the little gate! The house Is surrounded by tho basha's soldiers. They may be coming to arrest me, I -•" all know sooti, but nothing can hap- j n to me. Take her awayl". Ralph seized her by the a'rm and led her at a run into the courtyard. He seemed to know his way Without guidance, for he came to the little gate that led to the Street of Schools. The door had already been unlocked. As they passed through the door was Hlammed oft them by Haflz himself, and they' were a long way from the house before the sound of the heavy knocking oh the front gate dled_ away. .The sight of a Moorish man and tt European woman excited no comment. Ralph, his- face shaded by his hood, shuffled along by her side, never once relaxing his hold of her arm. They came to the Sok, deserted at this hour of night, and she turned Instinctively to the hill which would take her back to the Continental. • "Oh 1 , no, you flon't," he said between hla teeth. "I know a little place where - you can stay for the night." "Ralph,-for God's sake let me go!" Hhe begged. And then, out of the shadows, came a man who was wearing a long fur- lined coat. The collar Was turned up to his ears, and between Its ends ptp- truded the stump of a glowing cigar. "Can I be of any assistance, madam?" Ralph heard the voice, and, drop* ping the girl's arm, turned and ran into the night. There are many peaple he. expected to meet in Tangier, but Julius Welling was not One of them. Haman raced across the dark market place and along a narrow, twisting lane, hedged with cactus, and was Blowing to ft Walk when he saw somebody coming toward him and stepped aside to avoid the passer. Unfortunately, the unknown made a similar movement-and they came into violent collision. "Curse you!" snapped Ralph In English. "Look where you are going!" "Blundering hound! Have you eyes, oaf? To barge against a gentleman— you're drunk, sir!" Arrested" by the tone of the man's voice, Ralph struck a match and nearly dropped It again when he saw the blotched face and the red beard. "E tenebrls orltur lux," murmured the smoker of hashish. "Forgive me If my language was a little unrefined— excuse me!" He threw back his head and searched the moonlit heavens. "Would It be too much to ask you to point out the Gemma In the Constellation of Orion? I live somewhere underneath. In a foul den, sir, about a beastly Moorish tailor's shop. And what am I, dear friend? A gentleman o fthe cloth! No unfrocked priest— but a gentleman of the cloth—a reverend gentleman! And an officer holding the supreme decoration of the world, the Victoria Cross, sir! Aylmer Bernando Bannockwaite, sir—could you of your amazing kindness lend me five pesetas—my remittance arrives to- 'morrow I" Like a man In a dream Ralph Hamon pushed a note into the man's hand. Bannockwaite—the man who had made Joan and Ferdle Farringdon husband and Wife! CHAPTER I.Vt. CAPT. WELLING ADDS A POSTSCRIPT. At the corner of the hilly street Julius Welling waited for the girl to grow calmer. | "Thank you, thank you!" shs ' sobbiite hysterically, "Will you please see me to my hotel? I'm so grateful!" "Was that man molesting you?" he asked. "Yes—no—he—Was a friend. It was my brother. He stopped dead. "Yeut brother?" And then, in the light ot a standard, 8lio saw his face, "Capt, Welling!" she gasped. ''That is my name. You must be Miss Lydla Hamon. I've been looking for you all over town. Was that your brother?" She swallowed something. "No,"/ she said. "1 see it was," said the imperturbable detective. "Curiously enough, -i nevec thought of his wearing Moorish costume, Why 1 shouldn't have expected that little piece of theatricality I don't know. It Is very becoming; I'm thinking of buying a jellab to take back to London," he mused, and even the incongruous picture of Capt. Julius Welling in a white, lobse- sleeved wrap did not give he* any amusement. ..... He walked all the Way back to tho hotel, and sho Was glad. It gave her an opportunity of making her plans. They were walking up the narrow lane in which the Continental is situated, When she said suddenly: "Capt. Welling, I am afraid Of my brothef." "I don't wonder," he murmured. "1 am a little afraid of him rtyself—in a way." "Would It be possible," she asked, "to put somebody to guard me? That sounds very stupid, but " "I think I understand," said the detective. "That is simply arranged. What is the number of your room?" "I don't even know," she said despairingly, and then: "Are you staying at the Continental?" "He nodded. "I think I can arrange to have my room moved next to yours," he said, but on examination of the register he found that that was unnecessary. She occupied a room at the end of the second floor corridor, and, by 'a coincidence, Capt. Welling was In tho next room'. . ,. . At 11.30, when the hotel door was closing, there -came a Moor with a letter addressed to Lydia and Welling took It up to her. She opened the door to him, opened the envelope and read; then, without a word, she handed the letter to the old man. "Everything was all right," it ran. •It was only the basha's bluff. Sadi Haflz says that MorlaKe saw the basha this evening *nd the raid Was the result. Come up for a few minutes and be civil to Sadi. I will bring you back to the hotel, myself." •'.'-. "May I answer this?" 'said Welling, a twinkle in his eye. When she nodded he found his fountain pen, and, writing at the bottom: "Come down and have a talk. J. W. He inclosed It in an envelope and took it bask to the waiting messenger. ( 'or It LlcLttix L\r me v»*»»»»***Q ...-,—.,—— a — "I don't think he will cojne^Vl said when he returned to the girl. 'F< your sake I hope he doesn't." Welling went to bed that,night without any fear of being disturbed. Hamon would not run the risk of putting himself in the detective's way, for, although the evidence that the police had against him was scrappy and not sufficient to justify the hope even of a committal, let alone a conviction, Ralph Hamort Would be igttirant of its incompleteness, and his conscience would occupy the' gaps which Welling was trying to fill. He was a light sleeper and the first pebble that struck his window panel Woke him. He'did not put on the light, but, getting noiselessly out of bed, he opened half of his windo,w and looked out cautiously. Two men, one; carrying, a lantern, were standing 'in the lane below. He saw one raise his hand and throw atone. THIS time It struck Lydla'a window aftd he heard her walk across the rbQm. "U that Miss Hamon?" asked a 16w voice. "Yes," she replied. "Who is that?" "It 1* Bad! Haflz. Your brother has shot himself." Welling heard her cry of distress,, but did not move. "Will you come down?" urgently, and then': "1 am afraid ho cannot live and he has given me something for you, something he wants you to give to Mr. Morlake-." "Wait—I Will come Immediately," she said, hurriedly. Welling waited to hear no more, but pulled on his slippers and his overcoat. She must have been fully dressed, foJMshe was out of sight by tho ime he was in the corridor and ho leard her fumbling with the locks and chains of the front door. She opened ti at last and peering over the stairway, he saw th« Moor enter. "When did this Happen?" Her voice was trembling. "It happened last night. Apparently •our brother had seen a police officer .e knew and he came back to my houao n a state of groat .trouble. I left him or a little while to get coffee and 1 iad hardly turned my back before 1 leard a shot and, running in, found him lying on the divan." "He is not dead?" Sadi Haflz shook his head. "For the moment, no! You have nothing to fear, because the house is n possession of the basha's soldiers," he said, "and Capt. Morlake is there. Will you come?" , 'You said you had something for me." He put his hand into his breast and ook out a little package, which ho handed to her. In another Instant she lad followed him 'through the door nto the dark street." / Welling old as he was, jumped the ast six stairs, and flying across the hallway, reached her just as she put her foot on'the street step. "One minute," he said, and jerked her through the door. And then, with amazing agility, he eaped aside to avoid the bludgeon stroke that was aimed at him by a man concealed isi the deep doorway. In another second he was in the house, he doors locked and he had switched on the hall light. 'Fooled 'em!" he said breathlessly. 'But, Mr. Welling—my brother—" 'Your brother has not shot himself. That kind of a guy never does." He took the envelope from her hand. "They were killing two birds with one stone t young lady, but I was the real burnt offering. This wonderful something is, of course, a blank sheet of paper." / He took her back to her room, bewildered and dazed by the happening. "You don't think that it is true?" "I know it .is not true," he said. 'That stone that was thrown at my window was intended to make me and t. was Intended that I should overhear fow Conversation. And the general idea, as they say In military circles, Was that ,as soon as I put my foot outside the street door I was to get it^n the neck—and I nearly did! On the whole I think I have taken too un- llattering a view of the oriental mind. They are clever!" Don't Fail to See the .Demonstration of Mrs. Porter's : ' Radio Wavers Ends Saturday Evening Mrs.- Porter, will instruct you in waving and show you how to put « wave in long or short bobbed hair, positively curling its ends, using Warm water and her marcelling tubes. NO " HEAT! 4 for 35C or 6 for 50c llth AVENUE BUILDING— MAIN FLOOR LECTVRE under supervision of DOROTHY ETHEL WALK11 noted decorator * V * • Importance of Design, Color and Fabric in draperies * 9 • A CTUAL fabrics displayed. Actual color I\ schemes assembled. Actual windows draped while you watch. Every point of this lecture is illustrated by real, practical demonstration. If you are told about a new method of draping windows, you are shown how to do it And... advice on personal drapery problems is gladly given. • • •*' FRIDAY AND SATURDAY 2:30 O'CLOCK DJUPEUY DEPT. HOME FURNISHINGS BUILDING '\f******9^^ CHAtMJft THE RlDH TO *HB HILLS. That night held tor Joan Cftrston an unbelievable experience. For four hours she sat on an ambling mule, passing .through a country which she could not see and the very character of which was a mystery to her. They were following, so far aa sho could tell, no beaten track, and from time to time her feat were caught by thorn- like bushes that clung to the soft white wrap she wore. At daybreaJt she saw that they were In a wjld and apparently uninhabited country. The party consisted of, six men and the girl who had looked after her at her resting place. Ono of the men lit a flre and pu ton a pot o£ water, while another took the mules to a stream which must have been near but was not visible to her. Sho looked around, trying In vain to recall such physical features of Morocco as she had learned at school that would enable her to Identify tho spot. Blue mountains bordered half the horizon, and far away in the distance she saw an Isolated mountain of peculiar shape, which she recognized as tho crest of Gibraltar. One of the men found a little bower In the bushes and spread a blanket, , signing to her to sleep. But Joan had never felt more wide awake and though she retired to such privacy as the "bower" offered It was only to He and think and think, and then think again. Tho Moorish girl brought her a largo tumblerful of coffee and an oaten cake, and sho was glad of this refreshment, for she had had nothing to eat since her lunch on the previous day. "Have we "far to go?" sho asked In halting Spaalsh. The Moorish girl shook her head, but volunteered no Information, After two hours' rest the cavalcade got In movement again, and it puzzled her why such Isolated travelers as they met with did not show any surprise at the appearance of a. European woman until she remembered that she was wearing a Moorish dress. If they stared ftt her at all It. was because she did not veil har face when sho passed them. The hills were growing nearnr, and she saw a little white patch on the slope, without realizing that that was their objective. The patch grew to a definite shape as the way began to lead Uphill, and she could not but admire the beautiful setting of the house. It looked like a white jewel, and even from that distance she could guess the glory of the gardens laid out on tar-races above and below. Here tho country was undulating and they were threading their way between the bushes down a gentle slope when sh saw a man sitting on a sorry looking horse a little distance to their right. The rest of the members of the party paid him no attention, but the Moorish girl, who was now riding by her side, Used a Word that Joan understood. "A mendicant?" she said In surprise, and might have been amused in other circumstances at the spectacle of a beggar on horseback. He was an elderly man, with a beard /n which gray predominated. His face looked as If it had never known soap and water. The tarbosh at the back of his head was old and greasy. He stared at the party as It passed and the Moorish girl dropped her veil and signed to her companion to follow her example. Joan was too Interested. She took stock of the man as" they passed, noted the ragged jollab that covered his stooping fralne, the discolored shirt that showed at his throat and thought that she line} never seen anything quite so repulsive. "Alms!" he bawled when they level with him. "Alms, In the naine of God the Compassionate!" • ' One of the party flung him, ft coppe* coin and he caught it dexterously in his uncleanly hands. Alms, O, my beautiful tote, In the name of the Compassionate and Merciful, pity the poor!" His voice sank away to a drone. Tho Sflrl was ready to drop from weariness befote they reached the open gates that took them through the gardens to the house. Near at hand the white house was even more beautiful than It had appeared from the v distance. It was nearly new, yet, its walls were smothered with begonias, "It must be beautiful In the summer," she said In English before she realized that the girl at her side could not understand her. Before the door stood a big pillared porch, so that much out of architectural harmony that sho wondered what freak had Induced the own«f to add this European finish to a building which in Its graceful, simple lines, was wholly satisfying. As she walked into the house the girl, who seemed as much a stranger to tho place as she, ran forward to ask a question in a whisper of the women who were curiously regarding the arrival. Ojie of these came forward, a stout woman with a heavy face, disfigured at the moment with a scowl Which made her forbidding. She said something In a sharp tone, and when Joan shook her head to Signify that sho did not understand she clicked her lips Impatiently. Pointing to a door, the Moorish girl, who seemed In awe of the stout lady, opened It and beckoned Joan forward. The rodm was exquisitely furnished and reminded her of an English drawing room, except that tho windows, like those In most of the Moorish duffel, were barred. She looked around urlously and then asked in Spanish: "Who Is that fat woman?" The Moorish girl giggled shrilly. "That U the Senora Hamon," she aid, and Joan sat down suddenly on he nearest divan and shook with help- ess laughter. She might become the principal, but ho certainly would not be the first jvlfe of Mr. Ralph Hamon. (To be continued.) WOMAN LEFT BEHIND GOT BIO DEEfc FROM HER OAR MISSOULA, Mont., Nov. 7.—Mrs. oldie Burch was a mere woman. No; le couldn't hunt With the i-.en folks, he could help out best by watching he car—the men would go forth and bring home the bacon"; her job rauld be to cook it. And so Mrs. Burch stayed behind. The mighty male nlmrods had hard' been lost from sight of the car •hen they were startled by a rifle :iot followed by hysterical screams. 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