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By WAXiMCR K. NORMAN
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The story thus far;* Dismissed
from West Point by the perjured
testimony of Curt Sawyer, Bill Har
vey, alias Xerxes Benedict, is now
a lieutenant in the French Foreign
Legion, stationed in Tlaba, Trouble
is anticipated from the native chief,
Aben-el-Akr, Constance Barteau, *an
American girl, is in Tlaba with her
brother, Raoul. Xerxes sees Con
stance with Sawyer. He asks Con
stance what Curt is doing in Tlaba
and she evades the question, They
are at an oasis outside Tlaba when
Constance suddenly blurts that she
hates Sawyer. Xerxes realizes he
loves Constance. They are fired ou
from a near-by sand hill, ‘
CHAPTER VI
The .second bullet from the hid
den sniper on the hillock had scarce
ly buried itself in the sand beneath
Xerxes' cheek before his service re
volver was banging lead back across
the wide ravine. He fired twice,
then stopped, wiser than to be
caught with an empty gun,
•Constance, nearly hysterical,
tried to wriggle fro-m the grasp of
Xerxes’ encircling arm. He pulled
her down with a jerk that kept her
flattened out.
“Don’t move ayain!” -he hissed
sharply, his eyes combing the t°P
of the distant hillock. “Those are
natives and they mean business!
They’ll put -a bullet through, you
sure as you’re a foot high.”
Constance lay rigid in the cold
sand, t00 horrified to speak. She
lay facing Xerxes, her eyes almost
even with his.
"Look past my neck and see if
you can see -anybody sneaking up
from behind!” he snapped. He was
a soldier now, not a lover, “And
keep flat as a pancake while you
do it.” ,
Constance strained her eyes,
combing the moon-swept stretch of
sand between the clump of date
palms and the edge of Tlaba.
“Nothing,” she 'Choked. “There’s
nothing! Oh, God, Xerxes—were
you hit?”
Xerxes didn’t answer. For the
fraction of a second something
moved on the distant hilltop and his
revolver coughed twice as fast as
he could work the trigger. There
was no answering shot. The silence
of the tomb settled over the moon-
drenched hills. (A| faint whisper of
desert breeze rustled through the
palm leaves overhead sadly, as if
in remorse for the deadly wicked
ness of its sons.
"Can’t—can't we make a run for
it.” Constance whispered, and (her
teeth began to chatter. It- was not
fear, but sheer, sickened horror that
had her completely unnerved
“Please, let’s go!”
“No we don’t!” Xerxes replied,
tightening his grip on her. “If
•they’re still up there on that sand
hill that’s just wihat they’re wait
ing for. We wouldn’t get two steps
before they’d have us plastered all
over these palm trees.”
“But we’ve got
Constance persisted frantically, her
breath blowing hot against Xerxes’
cheek. "You—you \
what’s happened—I mean, you’ll be
killed, if you stay here! Don’t you
understand—they’re after you!”
His revolver still poised for in
stant use, Xerxes looked at her
quizzically, “Of course, they’re after
me,” he said. “But what makes you
so certain they aren’t after you,
too?”
Constance bit her lip, what little
color there was left in her face
draining rabidly. “I—I’m not ^er_
tain,” she stammered. “It—-it doesn’t
matter what happens to me. It’s
you—you’ve got to get away from
here!” She paused, her eyes widen
ing. “I have if! Signal the Legion
camp! Surely they’ll—”
“And have them run into >a trap.?”
Xerxes, again the soldier, snorted
grimly. “Not much I won’t—unless
I have to because of you. I got
into this and I’ll get out of it. Any
way, two of us have a better chance
than two dozen.”
The words died on his lips as the
to get ’away!”
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muffled thud of drumming boots
rang through the night- Risking his
life, Xerxes raised his head an in-
slant, then ducked flat again, But
in that fleeting instant he’d glimp
sed a sight |hat made his blood
pump despite the remark he’d just
made, A platoon of Legionnaires,
their bayonets gleaming in the
moonlight, were hotfooting it cau
tiously down from fhe encampment.
“Well, you can rest easy,” he
grinned. “The old man must have
heard your prayer. A platoon’s com
ing on the run.”
. Constance’s rigid body relaxed.
She slumped forward, rolling
against Xerxexs, and lay sobbing softly, her face iburied in his tunic.
Xerxes remained motionless
moment, reluctant to
Then the soldier
again. Getting cautiously to one el
bow, he called loudly in the direc
tion of the rescue party. “This way
Legionnaires! 'But keep an eye on
the hill to the right.”
A moment later Capt. Berouge
and the platoon of puffing troopers
came clattering into the palm grove.
There were a few seconds of em
barrassed silence as the Legion
naires and their captain stared at
their lieutenant standing in the.
shadow of the palms with a girl.
For the first time in seven years
red crawled into Lt. Xerxes Bene
dict's bronzed face. For an officer
of the ILegion on active duty to risk
his life keeping a rendezvous with
a girl was, to say the least, highly
irregular and could prove very em
barrassing.
Knowing Capt. Jacques Berouge
as he did, Xerxes tossed his cards
onto the table at once. Saluting, he
presented Constance to the captain
and told a brief, straight-forward
story of what had happened.
“And may I take half of the pla
toon and search the hills across the
way, captain!” .he concluded brisk
ly. “I don’t expect to find any one,
but it might not hurt to try.”
“Certainly.” Berouge's campaign-
worn face was the picture of soldier
ly impassiveness as he nodded re
ply. “I shall endeavour to entertain
the mademoiselle while you are
gone.”
Xerxes
advanced
nest from
half-hour
sand hills. They saw no one. There
was no sign of the snipers; not even
an empty cartridge or a footprint.
Xerxes hadn’t expected there would
be. He knew his natives too well
for that.
Returning to the palm grove at
the well, he reported the situation
to Berouge, whispering a word to
Constance after he 'had saluted.
“Name of the devil!” Berouge
growled down >his chin, his hard
eyes sweeping way to the
where the mountains loomed dark
and mysterious in the night. “The
old trick, lieutenant. The swine are
getting ready to attack. They’re
trying to Idll ’^e officers first.
The dirty—” he caught himself in
time to keep from burning Con
stance’s ear with a broadside of
Legion profanity, than which there
is none more profane nor more color
ful.
Xerxes nodded, his own mouth
clamped tightly. “You’re right, sir,”
he said. “(And unless I miss my
guess it was' a Chleuh who did the
potshooting at me. It had alj the
earmark’s of a Chleuh’s handiwork.
Even to the way he covered up his
tracks.”
Berouge shot a sidelong glance
at Constance, and turned to face
the platoon of Legionnaires at rest
a few rods distant. “As we are all
agreed that the pot is about to boil
over,” he said stiffly, "I think it
would be wise for us to return to
the encampment as quickly as pos
sible.”
“Yes, sir,” Xerxes replied,
“There’s no use being caught out
here, though I don’t believe any
thing further’ll happen tonight- It
isn’t their style.”
Berouge shrugged. “Who knows?”
he replied. “Tonight—in the morn
ing—tomorrow noon—it unay com?'
any time.”
Xerxes turned to Constance, wlio
had drawn deeper into the shadow
of the palms. “I’m sorry, 'Con
stance,” he said, “Very sorry. I
know this has been beastly rotten
for you.”
“Please.” Constance came for
ward, and. Xerxes was startled 'by
the pallor of her face. Caught in
the full light of the moon, her face
was almost ghastly,
say that. It was my
brought you out here.
“Forget bhat part
said gruffly, taking
a
leave her.
asserted itself
and .half of the platoon
upon the hilltop sniper’s
a safe angle, then spent a
scouring the surrounding
east,
“Please don’t
fault , . , T »
of t,” Xerxes
___ _______ __ „ her arm. “If
you hadn’t suggested coming out
here I more than likely would have
Come, I’ll see you home.”
“No—no!” Constance drew away
as if the sheeii of moonlight on
Xerxes’ fhce were the silvery 'dead
liness of a leper.
“What’s the matter?” Xerxes
protested in amazement, “I Can’t
let you trek back through that rat’s
nest alone after this! Good Lord,
you don’t don't know what might
be lying in wait for you. beyoiid
that next pile of sand! Conie oh;
the least I can do is See that you
get home safely,”
“No, I tall you!” Constance dart
ed to the edge of the palm trees,
eluding Xerxes’ outstretched hand.
“Never mind me; I can take care of
myself!” A frantic note crept into
her voice as sh§ faced .him for An
instant across a moon-drenched
path through the trees, “/From now
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noted that the Legionnaires
standing several rods away,
backs turned, and out of ear-
It was typical °f Berouche to
a subordinate to task where
on be 'careful! Please! Please be
careful!” she begged, and, turn
ing, she flea across the sand to
ward Tlaba.
Xerxes started to follow her, but
before he reached the edge of the
palm grove she had disappeared
among tile squalid 'huts fringing
Tlaba. He turned, an uneasy feeling
gnawing at his middle, and came
fdee to face with Capt. Berouge.
Xerxes knew what to expect
from his superior. His unsoldierly
conduct of this evening might have
had countless disastrous results, as
an officer his first obligation was
to observe the discipline which he
imposed on his men. Tonight’s ac
tions had amounted to a flagrant
breach of discipline.
He
were
their
shot,
take
the men could not observe, and
Xerxes was wordlessly grateful.
“Lieutenant,” the captain’s vis
age was grim as granite. “It is not
pleasant to upbraid you for the af-
' fairs of the heart. But may I sug
gest that in the future you manage
to use a trifle more caution than
you dis-played tonight?” His glance
flicked to the hole in Xerxes' kepi.
“Had that bullet been one inch
lower -these swine would have one
less officer to contend with.”
“Capt. Berouge,” Xerxes drew,,
himself up to full height, but his
manner was sincerely -contrite. “I
did wrong tonight. I realize that In
a time such as this my life is hot
my own. Moreover, I might have
been responsible for leading you
into a trap. I stand ready to ac
cept any punishment you deem jus
tifiable in the face of niy unsol*
dierly conduct.”
Berouge, who would have hastily
written a report that would have
sacked a less sincere man than Xer
xes, scowded darkly at the sibilant
palm leaves overhead. He held the
pose a moment, then trumpeted
through his long nose*
“Nonsense, Benedict!” he scoffed.
“If you have the courage to admit
the error of your ways I am cer
tain you are wise enough to mend
them.” His tone changed to a more
fatherly one. “Don’t you see how
foolish it was to come out here
with a girl—a girl you’ve known
only a short while? For all you
know she may be in league with
this hidden enemy that showed his
hand so delightfully a few mom
ents -ago!”
The lieutenant looked at >hls cap
tain in downright amazement. “She?
An American girl in league with a
dirty, murderous gang of Cleuhs?”
he demanded incredulously. “Cap
tain, if I may ibe permitted, the
idea is preposterous! Impossibly
ridiculous!”
Berouge, veteran of a hundred
hard-fought campaigns in which in
trigue, guile and death had gone
hand iu hand, looked again at the
far-off, mysterious mountains. For
all he knbw evan then hordes of
savage warriors were pouring 'down
from those wild valleys to wipe out.
his command.
“Possibly, Benedict, possibly,” ho
murmured, his eyes half-closed.
“But mark me, those two shots fir
ed at you tonight werg not by
chaiice. As the saints are my judge,
those Shots were the opening guns
of the war. Tommorrow I may. 'be
head— you may be -dead.” He shrug
ged phlegmatically. “Who knows?
We may both be dead before
get back to camp tonight,”
(Continued Next Week)
Next Week: The danger that
been sensed by 0vei*y ifiaii in
iLegion company actively threatens
them, and the enigma of Constance
Barteau grows evbr more contus
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we
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the
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the query:
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•promptly, ”t couldn’t pay
oil 10 thousand dollars,”
let him out: he was cured.
(Continued from page 6)
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whether you -in O’lta’-io
c.?:
see *«en
THS HYDRO-ELECTRIC POWER COMMISSION OF ONTARIO