Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: September 20, 2025
Nicol Brinn walked up to the man, and bending forward: "Fire-Tongue," he said, in a low voice. The chauffeur immediately descended and opened the door of the car. The interior was unlighted, but Nicol Brinn cast a comprehensive glance around ere entering. As he settled himself upon the cushions, the door was closed again, and he found himself in absolute darkness. "Ah," he muttered.
Instinct told him that the pretty girl with whom Ormuz Khan was deep in conversation could be none other than Phil Abingdon, but the identity of her companion he could not even guess. On the other hand, that this poisonously handsome Hindu, who bent forward so solicitously toward his charming travelling companion, was none other than the dreaded Fire-Tongue, he did not doubt.
"Ah!" exclaimed Harley, a note of suppressed triumph in his voice. "Go on." "There was only one paper about it," continued the girl, now speaking rapidly, "or only one that I could find. I put the bureau straight again and took this paper to Sidney." "But you must have read the paper?" "Only a bit of it. When I came to the word 'Fire-Tongue, I didn't read any more."
"'Fire-Tongue knows everything, he replied, and as he pronounced the name, he performed a curious salutation, touching his forefinger with the tip of his tongue, and then laying his hand upon his brow, upon his lips, and upon his breast, at the same time bowing deeply. 'His vengeance is swift and terrible. He wills a man to die, and the man is dead.
He wondered what awaited him and why his life had been spared. That he had walked blindly into a trap prepared for him by that mysterious personality known as Fire-Tongue, he no longer could doubt. Intense anxiety and an egotistical faith in his own acumen had led him to underestimate the cleverness of his enemies, a vice from which ordinarily he was free.
"What was it about the part you did read?" "The beginning was all about India. I couldn't understand it. I jumped a whole lot. I hadn't much time and I was afraid Mrs. Howett would find me. Then, further on, I came to 'Fire-Tongue'." "But what did it say about 'Fire-Tongue'?" "I couldn't make it out, sir. Oh, indeed I'm telling you the truth!
More important even than these points were the dead man's extraordinary words: "Fire-Tongue" "Nicol Brinn." Finally and conclusively, he had detected the note of danger outside and inside the house; and now as he began to cross the square it touched him again intimately. He looked up at the darkened sky.
To look upon her, as upon Fire-Tongue himself, was death. Women, I learned, were eligible for admission to this order, and these were initiated by Naida. "As the days of my strange but delightful captivity wore on, I learned more and more of the weird people who, unseen, surrounded me.
"My question is simple but strange," said Paul Harley. "It is this: What do you know of 'Fire-Tongue'?" If Paul Harley had counted upon the word "Fire-Tongue" to have a dramatic effect upon Nicol Brinn, he was not disappointed. It was a word which must have conveyed little or nothing to the multitude and which might have been pronounced without perceptible effect at any public meeting in the land.
It seemed to me that Fire-Tongue was some sort of mark." "Mark?" "Yes a mark Sir Charles had seen in India, and then again in London " "In London! Where in London?" "On someone's arm." "What! Tell me the name of this person!" "I can't remember, sir! Oh, truly I can't." "Was the name mentioned?" "Yes." "Was it Armand?" "No." "Ormond?" "No." "Anything like Ormond?" The girl shook her head.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking