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At another time Irene would have hailed Tagg's subtle humor with glee, but there was an element of deadly earnest in the history of the past few hours that kept her strictly to the issue. "This Arab " she said, "was he a tall, good-looking man with a striped hood to his burnous, his outer cloak, you know?" "That's him," agreed Tagg. "More like a fellow you'd see at Tangier than in these parts.

Tagg, who had the courage which Providence sends to puny men, glanced up at Royson and laughed. "Your size saved us from a fight," he said. "That gang is up to mischief." "I wonder what they are planning," said Royson, looking back to see if he could distinguish any other wayfarers on the ill-lighted road. "Robbery, with murder thrown in," was Tagg's brief comment.

Royson sprang into the midst of them, found von Kerber, and said: "You're all right now, Baron. We can whip the heads off these rascals." The sound of his English tongue seemed to take all the fight out of the remaining warriors. Tagg had closed valiantly with one, and the others made off. Von Kerber rose to his feet, so Royson went to Tagg's assistance.

But Tagg's version of the lady's sudden departure did not lend color to this view. He stated that a shore boat came alongside a few minutes before nine o'clock, and an Arab, who was its sole passenger, stood up and said clearly: "Me Abdullah. See Madame Haxton." That, seemingly, was the full extent of the man's English. He repeated the sentence until Tagg sent Miss Fenshawe's maid to tell Mrs.