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"Good!" said the general, but King thought his face clouded. "That thing is worth more than a hundred men. Jack Allison wore that same bracelet, unless I'm much mistaken, on his way down in disguise from Bukhara. So did another man we both knew; but he died. Be sure not to forget to give it back to her when the show's over, King." King nodded and grunted. "What's the news from Khinjan, sir?"

But I tell you the show's run on mighty pious lines. One of them's a 'Rev., I know. I mean, the tradition of the place is to be in keeping with the great and good works it carries out and for which, incidentally, it is dashed well paid. Rather. Oh, old Sabre has butter with his bread all right.... "Married? Oh, yes, he's married. Has been some time, I believe, though they've no kids.

But don't you understand? if I actually saw you it might come between me and my part. I shouldn't be sure who I really was, and that would make me as jumpy as a sick cat. You shall know I'll wire to you directly the show's over; but I'd best have my first round quite alone with the public.

"No, I don't guess so," answered Sue. "He likes corn better." "Now the show's going to begin!" cried Bunny Brown. "Get ready everybody. The first will be a grand trapeze act! Come on, boys! Play some music, please, Bunker!" Bunker played a new tune on his mouth organ. Then Bunny, Ned Johnson and Tom White got on the trapezes, for Bunny had decided that his one act, like this, was not enough.

"You are from the country, all right," was her sister's rejoinder. "I would have bet there wasn't a Reub in the state that wasn't wise to the Ferris breach of promise case, and here you blow in after the show's over and want to know who Nelly Nealy is. If that doesn't beat the band!" "This woman sued a man named Ferris is that it?" "A man named Ferris!"

He caught her fingers and kissed them. "Darling, I'll come back for you when the show's over. I can't bear to leave you like this. You do love me?" "Do you need to ask?" The words were an evasion, but he did not notice it. He went back to the stage box feeling as if the world had come to an end. He forgot all about the Wyatts in the stalls below.

"I'll be darned," said Roger, puzzled. "Boys, how did you ever come here?" "Dat white man" a grinning negro pointed to where Blease had fired from the jungle "he say he shoot us if we don' come." Higgins had searched the two strangers and taken a revolver from each. "All right, boys," said Roger. "You can get right back to work. The show's over."

But once the gasoline was gone that the boys had been unable to empty out of its tank, it began to kick a little. Within another minute it had stopped dead. "Show's over," announced Mr. Fulton grimly. "It's way after three o'clock now, and we can't hope to get a new supply from town this side of dark. If we just hadn't sent your auto back!"

Marion felt herself tingle from head to foot with the suddenness of the negative that she had asked for and brought down upon herself. Now, if she acted, she must act in defiance of it. She felt angrily ashamed, too, of the position in which his words put her; that of a girl seeking notoriety, for mere show's sake; desiring to do a sham work; to make a pretension without a claim.

The show's there only for the one day, and nobody else is going up from these parts save the Cobbs, and I don't want Ellen to go along with them 'cos of that Tom Cobb what's come back and up to no good." "I'm only too pleased to do anything for you, Joanna, as you know well." "Yes, I know it well. You've been a hem good neighbour to me, Arthur." "A neighbour ain't so good as I'd like to be."