Part 34 (2/2)
”The first will be here in two or three hours” she asserted; ”your h-your Jat Sikhs that are ever first to ht as the Sikh's face flushed at the insult
”What is the cocked pistol for?” she asked the Gerhtened in the least She began to sing, and her voice echoed strangely through the vault until she herself seean to sway, pushi+ng her basket away from her behind a bale near where the German sat
”I will dance for you!” she said suddenly
She arose and produced a little wind instru-a little bell-pipes
”Out of the way, Ranjoor Singh!” she ordered ”Sit yonder I will dance between you, so that the Gerh went back twenty feet aondering at hereven more what trick she meant to play He had reached the conclusion, very reluctantly, that presently the German would fire that pistol of his and end the careers of all three of the of the squadron on its way to France In a way he was sorry for Yasmini; but it was the squadron and Colonel Kirby that drew his heart-strings
Swaying to and fro, froan to play her little instru noise, and as she played she increased her speed of aped He had seen her dance on h Never had either of theht
She was a storhten the suggestion Prousts and fits and starts to the wildest, utterly abandoned fury of a hurricane, sweeping a wide circle with her gauzy dress; and at the height of each eleure, she would set her instru, until the Gerrave approval
”Kreuz blitzen!” swore the Ger
And Yash could not see what had happened, but he sprang to his feet and ran toward them But before he could reach them Yasmini had snatched the Ger back fro too lovely to be huh looked too Under the writhing Gerain over hi to caress the carcass of his prey
”He will be dead in five-ten ain! If you want to ask hih recalled the offices that men had done for hiht sendman seemed to be speechless, and only writhed It was nearly a h divined his purpose, and pounced on the hand that lay underneath him He wrenched away another pistol only just in time The snake crawled away, and Yasmini coaxed it slowly back into its basket
”Now,” she said, ”when he is dead ill drive back to Delhi and aht overn India! Is that not so?”
Ranjoor Singh did not answer her He kept trying again and again to get soe from the German to send perhaps to a friend in Gerh could find no scrap of paper on hiive any clue to his identity
”Coeneral sahib, and the general sahib will send soh ”Speak When did you first know that these Germans had taken this vault to use?”
”More than two years ago,” she boasted, ”when the old priest, that was no priest at all, came to me to be doorkeeper”
”And when did you know that they were storing dynamite in here?”
”I did not know”
”Then, blankets?”
”Bah! Two years ago, when a Custoan to make love to a overnment at once, and so save all this trouble?”
”Buffalo! Much fun that would have been! Ranjoor Singh, thy Jat iiment of thine, and spill those stupid brains in France! Lock the door and come away!”
Brother, a favor I came to crave, Oh, more than brother, oh, more than friend!