Argosy, Vol. 147, No. 1 — page 129: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

CHAPTER XXIV— THE FREEDOM OF HUNSA,. ND Hunsa knew; his evil, swarthy face turned as green as the slime on the crocodile’s forehead; his power- ful, naked shoulders seemed to shrivel and shrink as though blood had ceased to flow through his veins. He put his two hands, clasped palm to palm, to his forehead in supplication, and begged that the ordeal might pass, that he might go by the bridge, or across the desert, or any way except by that pool of horrors. Kassim again swept his hand toward the __ fiver, and his voice was horrible in its dead- liness, “These children of the poor that are sacred to some of thy gods, infidel, have _ been fed; five goats have been allotted them _ 48 sacrifice and they wait for thee. They an (continued). : - ’ By W. A. FRASER | Author of “‘ The Three Sapphires,’’ ‘‘ Thoroughbreds,” etc. serve Allah and not thy gods Aa lay. murderer, for we wait; go, unless tt not only a murderer, but a cow the only way. It was prom: Pindari should wound or kill the they will help thee on thy vanes Hunsa at this drew himself u face seemed to fill out with swept the vast throng of hor his eyes, and realized that ne true—there was nothing left I and the faint, faint swimmer that he was, and he might cross. Once his « on Kassim and iny twitched toward the ¢ that instant he was pinio by a Pindari on ether s . de ing rigid, he said: e if am abbele + re e783) 4 um: +2 e, 4s ay <9 - : __ ion mn € 2 < = tg Ln te GOR a 4 d * — “ae