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There was sufficient light from the lamps of the two cars to illuminate the scene. Arima's left hand still held Orme's right forearm, and his right hand was free to hunt for the papers. Maku, on the other side, had meantime strengthened his grip on Orme's left arm, at the same time raising one knee so that Orme could feel it pressing against the small of his back.
But he said: "You can't order me off the streets, Maku." "I know. If you follow, then we walk an' walk an' walk mebbe till nex' week." Orme swore under his breath. It was quite clear that the little Japanese would never rejoin the man who had the papers until he was sure that he had shaken off his pursuer. So Orme simply said: "Good-night."
"As things have turned out, I am glad that Poritol set his burglar on us when he did; otherwise Maku would have got the treaty at the last moment. Alcatrante's desire to secure a diplomatic advantage over the Japanese was really the saving of us." The Secretary paused. His face lighted up with a rare smile. "Above everything else, Mr. Orme, I thank you." He arose and rang for a servant.
Whenever they approached a corner, Orme hurried forward, running on his toes, to shorten the distance in the event that Maku turned, but the course continued straight until Orme began to wonder whether they were not getting near to the river, one branch of which, he knew, ran north through the city. At last Maku turned into an alley, which cut through the middle of a block.
He must have waited some time for Maku and, at last, had pushed off to return alone. Were these Japanese acting for themselves? That did not seem possible. Then who was their employer? Orme did not puzzle long over these questions, for he had determined on a course of action. He spoke to the life-saver, who appeared to be listening to the droning conversation which continued within the station.
Still more frequently he was called 'The Gate of the Gate, i.e. the Introducer to Him through Whom all true wisdom comes; or, we may venture to say, the Bāb's Deputy. Two other titles maybe mentioned. And now the 'good fight of faith' begins in earnest. So his Deputy resolved to make for the castle of Maku, where the Bāb was confined.
When the chauffeur at last turned and spoke three short words Orme realized too late the situation he and the girl were in. "We stop now," said the chauffeur. And the girl, with a horrified gasp, exclaimed: "Maku!" Yes, it was the Japanese.
'I wept much at his departure, says Muḥammad. No doubt the Bāb often missed his respectful escort; he had made a change for the worse, and when he came to the village at the foot of the steep hill of Maku, he found the inhabitants 'ignorant and coarse. It may, however, be reasonably surmised that before long the Point of Wisdom changed his tone, and even thanked God for his sojourn at Maku.
Orme remembered no mirror, but the Japanese might apply the word to the reflecting surface of one of the forward windows. "You lit a match," continued Maku. "I saw. Then I come here, to find if you follow." Orme considered. Now that he was discovered, it would be futile to continue the chase, since Maku, naturally, would not go to his destination with Orme at his heels.
When he came to the account of the fight in the porter's office and spoke of the Japanese with the scar on his forehead, she interrupted. "Oh! That was Maku," she exclaimed. "Maku?" "Our butler. He must have overheard my father and me." "Then he knew the value of the papers." "He must have. I am sorry, Mr. Orme, that you have been so roughly used." "That doesn't matter," he said.
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