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Updated: June 16, 2025


Now, when the card of Captain Kerissen was handed to Miss Arlee Beecher the next afternoon, when she sauntered in from the sunny out-of-doors and paused at the desk for the voluminous harvest of letters the last mail had brought, and furthermore the information was added that the Captain was waiting, little Miss Beecher's first thought was the resentful appreciation that the Captain was overdoing it.

"And I think that is going to be the way out for me." Her quick nod was for the wall behind the palms. "I want you to do me a great big favor, Captain Kerissen, that will make me your debtor for life! You must help me break out of this quarantine this very night?" Not the ghost of a fear of failure to persuade him lurked in those bright, dancing eyes.

She tried to speak quite easily, quite simply. "You have been in England and France, Captain Kerissen, and you have seen many Americans traveling there." "I have seen many yes. But not like you." She looked swiftly at him, then more swiftly away. His eyes were glowing with a look of deep excitement; his teeth flashed white under his small, dark mustache.

Out went Billy's fist and caught the unguarded chin a staggering blow, and as the boy reeled back he flung one hurried glance about the big, lamp-lit chamber in which he found himself, the room evidently of Captain Kerissen, and darted to an arsenal of weapons that glinted against the inlaid panels.

"Will you like me better if I didn't?" he inquired. "I shan't like you at all if you did." "Then I didn't hear a word.... Besides," he basely uttered, "you were entirely in the right!" "I should think I was!" said Arlee Beecher very indignantly. "The very notion ! Captain Kerissen is a very nice young man. He is going to get me an invitation to the Khedive's ball." "Is that a very crumby affair?"

And she probably expected to see the girl again the next day or night." "Possibly," said Falconer without conviction. "But where, then, is Miss Beecher?" "We may hear from her to-morrow morning." "We won't," said Billy. Falconer was silent. "Good Lord!" the American burst out, "there can't be two girls in Cairo with blue eyes and fair hair whom Kerissen could have lured there last Wednesday!

"The look he gave up here was simply outrageous a grin of insolent triumph. I'd like to have laid my cane across him!" The girl's cup clicked against the saucer. "You are horrid!" she declared. "When we were on shipboard Captain Kerissen was very popular among the passengers and I talked with him whenever I cared to. Everyone did.

And the camp stool upon which Billy was stationed was planted directly before the small, high-arched door of the Kerissen palace and in plain view of the larger door a few feet to the right. It had all followed upon acquaintance with the one-eyed man.

With flying feet she followed down the dark old stairs and across the anteroom into the dim salon, only to find a candle-lighted table set for dinner in the middle of the room and Captain Kerissen bowing ceremoniously beside it. In the blankness of her disappointment she scarcely grasped what he was saying about the dinner hour being early and his sister being indisposed.

Perhaps Robert Falconer for after all it would only be Robert Falconer's flouted devotion, she thought, that would interest itself in her. He mistrusted Kerissen; he would suspect. So hope rose high in her, and hopeful, too, was this new glimpse of freedom. Somewhere, soon, she thought confidently, the chance to escape would come. The old woman could not watch forever.

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