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Darya Khan, the man who had brought the letter down the Pass, kept close to Ismail. "Are you armed?" King asked, as soon as he could see the whites of the Rangar's eyes through the gloom. "You jolly well bet I am!" the Rangar laughed. King mounted, and Courtenay shook hands; then he went to Rewa Gunga's side and shook hands with him, too. "Good-by!" called King. "Good-by and good luck!" "Forward!
At last, a trifle dazed, startled by the vastness of the domain to which he was heir apparent, Bonbright returned to the aloof quiet of his historic room. "I've a lot to learn," he told Rangar. "It will grow on you.... By the way, you will need a secretary." "Yes," said Bonbright, without interest; then he looked up quickly. "No," he said, "I've selected my own.
So it was that Rangar had no news of him during the day and was unable to relieve his father's increasing anxiety. Mr. Foote was not anxious now, but frightened; frightened as any potentate might be who perceived that the succession was threatened, that extinction impended over his line. Bonbright scarcely tasted the food that was brought him on a tray at six o'clock.
For about a minute there was no sound at all, except the beating of King's heart. Then he moved to try and see the Rangar's turban above the rock. He could not see it. He found a niche in the rock, set his foot in it and mounted three or four feet, until his head was level with the top. The Rangar was gone!
It is to post in every room and department of the shops printed notices to the effect that any man who affiliates himself with organized labor, or who becomes a member of a so-called trade-union, will be summarily dismissed from his employment.... That was the wording you suggested, was it not?" "Yes," said Bonbright, this time without struggle. "Rangar," said Mr.
He was watching the Rangar narrowly, yet he could not detect the slightest symptom of emotion. "Explain?" said the Rangar. "Who can explain foolishness? It means that another fat general has made another fat mistake!" "What makes you so certain she went North?" King asked. Instead of answering, Rewa Gunga beckoned Ismail, who had stepped back out of hearing.
"Not home last night, Mr. Foote!" Manifestly Rangar was startled. He had not been at ease before, for be had been unable to pick up any trace of the boy this morning; had not seen him return home the night before.... It might be that he had gone too far when he sent his anonymous note to Dulac. Dulac had gone in pursuit, of that he had made sure. But what had happened?
His own horse developed a speed and stamina he had not suspected, and probably the Rangar did not dare extend the mare to her limit in the dark; at all events, for ten, perhaps fifteen, minutes of breathless galloping he almost made a race of it, keeping the Rangar, either within sight or sound. But then the mare swerved suddenly behind a boulder and was gone.
But as if the Rangar had read his mind he suddenly redoubled his efforts and King, weary to the point of sickness, had to redouble his own or die. Perhaps the jealousy helped put venom in his effort, for his strength came back to him as a madman's does. The Rangar gave a moan and let the knife fall. And because jealousy is poison King did the wrong thing then.
Lightener was on the wire. "This is Rangar, Mr. Lightener Bonbright Foote, Incorporated. Mr. Foote wished me to inquire if you had seen Mr. Bonbright between six o'clock last night and this morning." "No.... Why does he ask me? What's the matter?" "Mr. Foote says Bonbright stayed with you one night, and thought he might have done so again. Mr. Foote is worried, sir.
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