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Show ------~ . h Kitty, J,..___ J ~·~ Wlt };::~~ .0~· I'm feelin' awful hun.gry;, . 1~; · ,;:=:'fil "You mundane thmgl satd Lady j ~~- Wyveme, shrugging her shoulders. , ' . ·~ ?·-I But she turned back and they made ......... ~ their way to the inn, whtch was now - "shrouded in the deep shadows of the rapidly approaching night, At dinner the only other person in the room was a very smart and handsome young Arab, who, the waiter told them, was an officer in the Spahis, and was stationed at Algi~rs, but who was now on leave and gomg to the home of his father, an important Caid in the Zibans district. Lady Wyveme looked at the guest with interest. He wore a snowy turban and a red jacket, and between the white and red his magnificent black eyes sparkled impudently, and his teeth gleamed as he smiled at the waiter, to whom he addressed a few words in excellent French. His face t6 was extraordinarily expressive, brilliant, but cruel and startlingly intelligent. All through dinner Sir Claude was talking about Barbary sheep, and directly dinner was over he said: "I say, Kitty, s'pose we turn in." '"fum in!" said Lady Wyverne. "Why, it's only eight o'clock!" "I know, but you're awfully done up, with that accident and all, and-" "You mean that you're sleepy and that you've got to be up at three to kill some wretched sheep. Go to bed, Crumpet; but I'm going to stay out on \ the veranda and look at the moon." Sir Claude cast a drowsy glance towards the young Spahi, who had just picked up a walnut out of a fruit- ~ dish and was holding it delicately in ~-. his slim, almost womanish fingers. The Spahi looked demurely down. "Well, Kitty, I think I will tum '.~in. if I don't get enough |