Argosy, Vol. 147, No. 1 — page 142: what you’re looking at

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ARGOSY-ALLSTORY WEEKLY. s- C ' uttering a weird threat, but Bar- “No, this is the end, and Bootea will ec og make offerings of thanks—marigolds and a now, Gulab,” he persisted, “if you coconut to Omkar, and sprinkle attar upon I loved you would you kill the his shrine in thankfulness for the joy of the Baba?” sahib’s presence. It is said!” and the girl i sahib, because it is Bootea’s fault. nestled down against Barlow’s breast again , be. ‘It is permitted to Bootea to as though she had gone to sleep in content. e sahib, but at the shrine Omkar will But he groaned inwardly. There was nat sin and all the other sins away something of dread in his heart, her resig- ye we, [2 he ma sacrifice—” nation was so deep—suggesting an utter hat sacrifice, Gulab?” giving up, a helplessness. She had named ch as we make to the gods, sa#ib.” sacrifice! The word rang ominously in his n something curious happened. The mind, beating at his fears. And yet, what ok e; she clung to Barlow convul- she had said was philosophy, wise; a some- ~ Sobs choked her. thing that had been worded, perhaps differ- Jasped her tight and laid his cheek ently, for a million years, the brave accept- hers soothingly, and said, “ Gulab, ance of Fate’s decree—something that al- t s it? Don’t go to the shrine of Om- ways triumphed over the weak longings of Come with me to your people at humans. da, and if you do not want to remain them I will have it arranged, through resident, that the British will reward CHAPTER XXIX. with protection. You have done the cRetaeeniull h raj a great service. lo, sakib.’” The girl drew herself OW they could see the wide, silver o that her eyes gazed into Barlow’s. ribbon of Mother Narbudda lying e luminous with an intensity of serene and placid in the moonlight, “Let Bootea speak what is in her ‘1 the center of the river’s wide flow the and be not offended. It is necessary. gloomy rock embrasures of Mandhatta Is- js, at the end of the journey the land. Where it towered upward in cliffs that is called jahannam—hell—for and coned hills the summit showed the s The Nana Sahib waits like a tiger flickering lights of many temples, and like al sd by a pool at night for the coming the sing of a storm through giant trees there s to drink.” doated on the night wind the sound of > R cit will protect you against many voices and the beating of drums and a) 1 tta.” Barlow declared. the imperious call of horns and conch-shells. . Soa cau d do that,” and in her small They came upon the /omga waiting by here gleamed in the moonlight the the roadside, and Barlow, thrusting i oe ~ nto her belt. “ Now, Gulab, I will lift you down. We +. then, do you fear, Gulab?” he must find a place in the village beyond for a . you to rest to-night. I, too, will remain there, and in the morning we will make our salaams.”’ . To see you and not Then he drew her face to his and kissed het dagger blade. She thrust it the covering from the girl’s face 1 upon my face, would be worse = He slipped from the saddle and lifted the ce. B ote would rather die, girl down, carrying her in his arms to the death with the goodness, the fonga. ee o-night upon her soul. There, As they neared the village that was ST sid be, Bootea’s heart uated on the flat land that SSOP! Ty jg ] 4 cut rr : <> al Se - ? ~ eo o> IP i RP Sat ae sae toe eae ke . ey : s comicbooks.com