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A GUARD OF THE HEATHEN. 221 David, tenderly. ‘‘Love has eyes that can pierce the densest crowd.” Queenie watched him until he had disappeared, with joy and pride in her heart. How bright and beautiful the world looked to her to-day! Safe in the love of the man she had chosen, young, rich, happy, where was there a luckier girl in all London than Queenie Carruthers? Absorbed in her contemplation of the many won- ders of the temple, Queenie did not observe that the few visitors had left, nor did she notice the man who elided from behind the altar and fastened every means of egress. VN When at last she realized that it must be time for David’s performance she found herself locked in—a _ prisoner. She was not particularly alarmed at first. She supposed that the temple must have been closed until the open-air programme was concluded. But eradually the deadly stillness of the place oppressed her, and filled her with a nameless dread. ‘That terrible figure of Somnath: seemed to be gazing down upon her with eyes full of a threatening anger. She looked up and saw on the trapeze without the figure of David. ‘The performance had begun. She could endure that dreadful place no longer. She was about to go to one of the doors and call for aid to be released, when there emerged from behind the huge 1dol a man in Hindoo costume. Ah! he could tell her how to get out. She started toward him, and then paused as if turned to stone, ee (ele) EComicbooks - he