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a sound. For two years her melan- to her, and the wares of the East, never choly had been unbroken. She brooded before had she set her eyes on a native heavily for hours on end, eating noth- of the Eastern world. ing, and responding to no endearments. She watched him as he slowly adOr, for hours, she swept tirelessly up vanced, sombre and proud. Every and down the cage, stopping only to now and then he stopped and looked peck bitterly at her prison bars. Jane about him with deep, solemn curiosity, had tried in vain to pet and win her, slowly observing the shuttered houses and now she wished with all her heart and garden fences. Then he looked tothat she might be sent back to Arabia. ward the top of the street where it One could scarcely be happy in one's wound into the town. He came nearer, garden, in the presence of an unhappy and Jane stood stock-still, hidden bestranger. The bird was a blight in the hind the hawthorn tree. peaceful garden, a constant reproach. Her eyes followed every inch of his

Two young men came down the progress as he crossed her narrow horistreet toward the wharves. Jane went zon. She saw the fine stitches of colored to the gate.

embroidery on the flowing edge of his 'Is there a ship in, Martin?' she tunic. She saw his long brown hands, asked one of them.

and the golden bracelets on his wrists. Yes, the Black Pearl - William ‘

She saw his aristocratic chin, his finely Gregory is her third mate.'

curved Egyptian nose, his thin nostrils, This was said with friendly signifi- his heavy straight black brows, and cance, and Jane annoyed herself by the eyes beneath, glowing black. His blushing.

beauty thrilled and startled her. They disappeared round the corner She thought that, as he passed so and Jane gazed after them, wondering near, he would hear her breathing. If what treasures were being rolled out she stirred a hair's breadth, he must of the depths of the Black Pearl. Also surely turn and see her through the she gave a moment's consideration to leaves. Her blood leaped at the thought William Gregory, who would doubtless of his turning and catching sight of her. soon appear. She glowed serenely with In that dark, burning face, that lithe the prospect of his coming, although step, there was romance for Jane, roshe was not quite sure whether she was mance which made her tingle, romance pleased, or only a little interested. which her instinct seized immediately

She stared musingly down the empty for its own. street, watching the early sunlight on An unconsidered impulsive word was the cobblestones, and with William rising to her lips, and she had taken Gregory's image in her mind. Suddenly a step forward, when from the cage her musing gaze was caught and sharp- above her came a sharp cry. She turned ened by a figure coming from the her head, and saw Scheherazade stirwharves. Round the corner came, or ring uneasily. She turned again, and rather flashed, a solitary figure, yielded started toward the gate, and found to up by the Black Pearl. His feet were her amazement that she was unable to brown and sandaled. His body was lift her feet from the ground. She covered with a tunic of lemon-yellow stood, rooted like a flower, and watched cloth, and he wore a turban of faded the stately, sombre head pass by, and red. Names familiar, yet exotic, ran the last flutter of the lemon-yellow through Jane's mind — Tunis, Algiers, tunic disappear in the direction of the Arabia. Familiar as these names were Square.

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When he was gone, her power of The opened box revealed many small moving returned. She went back into feminine implements, carved out of the garden, full of surprise. She gazed ivory: needle-cases, bobbins, stilettos,

for a long time at Scheherazade. The spools — the work-box of a Chinese

a exotic bird swept up and down the princess. William kept looking from cage. For what purpose had her dumb- the box to Jane's face, as she picked up ness been broken? What was the mean- and admired each piece of carving in ing of her cry? Jane wished more than turn, and he blushed with pleasure in ever that Scheherazade were back with the long-anticipated moment. the peddler in Singapore. She wandered The more eagerly he watched her, round the garden, musing. A potent and waited to be repaid by her glowing face was stamped on her mind. She was delight, the more difficult it was for her so deeply absorbed that she did not to find any words: Over and over she even hear a voice that spoke to her fingered the ivory rose-petals, the deepfrom the gate.

ly wrought flowers. She tried to bring 'Good morning, Jane!' the gentle her attention to them, and respond.

‘ voice repeated.

But there was no glow in her for WilShe started quickly, and saw a tall liam, only a sharp rush of blood to her yellow-haired youth standing at the heart as she returned again and again gate, his sailor's cap in one hand, and to the thought of the stranger. a small wooden box in the other. His 'It took me a long time to pick it out. blue eyes were looking at her happily. I went back to the bazaar three times William!' she exclaimed.

before I chose this one. There are more She went toward him, and he pushed pieces in it than there were in the open the gate. His eyes held her with others. I don't know what all these gentle eagerness. Long absences gave funny little things are for, but I supboldness to this shy soul, and he took

pose you know. Ever since we left her hand and held it fervently. Then Hong Kong I've been wondering if you he looked down at the wooden box he would have liked something else better, held, and her eyes rested on it also. there were silk slippers.'

‘Here is something that I got for She scarcely heard him. you in Hong Kong,' he said in his soft

'I knew you had come,' she said. 'I voice.

heard the men on the wharf, and MarShe took the box. It was inlaid along tin Rowe told me it was the Black the edge with ivory, and it had a silver Pearl. Then I saw the strangest man. lock and key.

He must have come with you.' 'Let's sit down on the steps while ‘Oh, did you see him?' William said you open it,' he said.

amusedly, his eyes still drinking her in. She sat down passively, and leaned 'Who is he?' forward, her fingers lightly holding the 'We picked him up at Singapore; or box that lay on her knees. He sat rather, he picked us up. Why he watching her face, and smiling with wanted to come so badly, nobody could simple triumph. He could not see how make out. He told the captain he was far away she was. Her entire being was looking for somebody in this port.' wrapped in an enchantment. The 'Who could it be?' Jane breathed. image of the exotic stranger filled her 'We told him none of his kind had brain, and as she opened the box her fin- ever come here. We tried to discourage gers trembled, because her mind's eye him, but we could n't turn him off his was dwelling upon that dark face. track.' VOL. 121 - N0.6

William paused. The stranger inter- 'I'm not in any hurry to eat with ested him but faintly. He stood up, William,' she said. and turning toward her, he took her Her mother's large, wise face was not hand, undenied. He drew her up from given to sudden flashes of change like the doorstep.

Jane's. Her mother's blue eyes follow'O Jane!' he said with emotion. His ed her exit, and smiled a comprehendface changed suddenly, became gravely ing smile at surface passions. pleading. 'It's fine to be at home. Be In the late midsummer twilight, mosweet to me.'

ther, daughter, and lover sat eating to She drew away, but he would not gether. William was wonderfully hapdrop her hand. He was the sailor, de- py in his promotion to a family meal. manding his share of happiness after Jane's crisp white ruffles, her sweet odor, long, vigilant exile.

her ingenuous, graceful head - these 'I've got to go South as soon as we're in the beauty and intimacy of canunloaded here, and then round the dle-light were heaven enough to the world again. I've only got two or three sailor. He leaned constantly toward days here if we get a wind. I say, may her, while she, erect, gave him looks we have a dead calm! I'll come and that were lovely but remote. Her mosee you this evening. Every moment ther was placidly observant. I have is for


When supper was nearly over, Jane He gave her hand a sharp press, and paused for a second, in the midst of went out of the yard.

chatting, as if listening to a far-off By noon every doorway in the sound. A quick blush mounted to her Square and along Front Street had ex- forehead. changed gossip about the astonishing 'I forgot to bring in the fresh cake, Eastern gentleman with bare ankles. mother.' Jane's mother came home from the She jumped up and disappeared from market, saying,

the room. 'He's a religious man, a kind of 'She's gone out to the dairy. She'll priest, some say. The second mate, be back in a second,' said Jane's mother Jim Teazle, told Mr. Peabody in the to William, suddenly bereft. grocer's that he got down on his face Jane flew past the dairy into the garwhenever the sun was rising or setting, den. She had heard children shouting and got up with a very strange look in in the street, and had guessed at the ob his eyes. There's something he's pray- ject of their shouting. The approach of ing for, — something he's after, - and

- the stranger had drawn her forth, headnobody can find out what it is. And he long and careless. would sit for hours and hours on the He was there! He came down the deck, on top of his own bundles, and street, and he appeared unconscious never move or speak.

of his mercurial train of children. On Yes, I've heard.'

his face had deepened the look of pas'You did n't hear much, I fancy, sionate search. The evening breezes from William Gregory. He had plenty ruffled his tunic, as he walked erect and to talk to you about, without telling slow. you about the Eastern gentleman. I Jane's young heart set up a clamor. met William in the Square, and I've 'I understand him!' it cried within asked him to have supper with us to- her. 'I must speak to him. Oh, look this night. He seemed very much pleased.' way! Look at me! I will greet you!' Jane tossed her head.

She ran forward. Her hand was on


the gate. But her fingers lay paralyzed anchor. Her log and her bills had been on the latch, without power to lift it. taken to her owner, in the countingShe was unable to go forward. Sche- house, where his clerk made long satisherazade had uttered again her anni- factory columns of pounds, shillings, hilating cry, and Jane was powerless to. and pence. move or to speak. Not until the stran- Against the increasing brightness of ger had disappeared in the direction of the water at the bottom of the street, the wharves, did the curious paralysis Jane's eyes suddenly beheld the thrillgo out of her. She turned away from ing color, yellow and faded red, emergthe gate, exhausted by the veil of im- ing, soft and brilliant, in the crystal potence that had been flung upon her atmosphere. The stranger was coming and then snatched away. She looked at up at daybreak from the empty ship, Scheherazade and a fire of resentment where he was still a privileged guest. went swirling through her.

When he reached Jane's fence, he 'O Scheherazade, what is your se- stopped and turned about, facing the cret?' she thought, and why do I feel harbor. She saw him go down on his so ill and so strange?'

knees. He dipped forward, his tunic When Jane returned to the dining- falling round him, and his head and room, without the slightest thought in hands touched the stones. There he her mind of fresh cake, William jumped remained, motionless in his morning up at the sight of her, and held his own

prayer, while the sun came over the glass of wine to her lips.

harbor and bathed his figure, and the 'You're very white! What has hap cool leaves rustled overhead. pened?' he said.

Jane felt as if he were her captive, She could not explain, and she could kneeling there. She thought, ‘I will go not reject his solicitude. She sank into and stand at the gate. And when he her chair, and William hung over her gets up, he will be looking at me. for the rest of the evening.

Nothing shall hinder me.' On the following morning the com- She felt that a great moment had pelling spirit within her roused Jane come at last. Romance was at her feet. from sleep, and made her dress and go She made one step toward the gate. down into the garden. She heard the Scheherazade was slowly turning in her infinitesimal and steady trill of crickets cage. Her long, shimmering feathers in the grass. There was a gentle, cold swept slowly round, and in her throat breeze from the west. She took a half- was the beginning of the fateful cry. knit stocking from the kitchen shelf, Jane came forward in a flash of hope and wandered round the garden, click- and fear, and in passing, she gave the ing her needles. Dawn gave her scarce- cage a flying blow with her strong, willly light enough to see her stitches, and ful hand. The cage broke and fell to she went to the gate to watch the east- the ground. The stranger got up from ern sky.

his prayer and stood beside the gate. The air touched her eyelids and her He looked into the garden, attracted throat with autumnal freshness. Dark- by the shattering of the cage and by ness was lifting from the horizon, and Jane's sudden advance. She met his day was burning just below. Maşts mature, powerful eyes for a moment moved gently in the harbor, rocked on only, for they instantly left her face to the tide. There was no sound from the gaze beyond her with burning intentwharves. The hold of the Black Pearl ness. had been emptied, and she rode high at She felt the stir of another human

presence near her. She turned to look. his love went slowly out. With thes: The splintered bird-cage lay on the went romance. grass, and beside it a young woman They vanished toward the wharf. was standing. Her dark, slender feet where now the sun had risen warm pressed the grass beside the broken The day's activity began. The Lsis wood. Round her smooth ankles were was to sail at noon for the East Indies, golden anklets. In her ears were silver and the usual clatter and shouting, the hoops, and over her breast hung count- hurry and excitement of a departing less silver chains and enamels. A vessel were heard through the streets. spangled veil was thrown back from All day long Jane's mother battered her face and hung down her back. against the inscrutable mystery of the

The young woman stood for a mo- broken cage and the bird that had ment perfectly still. She was fresh and flown. stainless as if she had emerged from the Jane went through the day entranced. crystal air, or as if, like the goddess Occasionally she left her work, and of antiquity, she had risen out of the stood for a few moments beneath the foam. A curious shimmer like the hawthorn tree, gazing with reminis. shimmer of heat enfolded her for an cent eyes at the empty air. instant, and then left her, alive in mor- At dusk, when William Gregory tal beauty. She moved a step. The opened the garden gate, he found Jane thrill of daybreak was in her motion. sitting in the doorway, over the Chi

. Her face was a dark jewel, clear-cut nese work-box. She looked at him with and flawless. Yet in her face, in spite an enigmatic, yet warm smile. of its new-created look, there was emo- Although he saw nothing enigmatic tion long remembered — the strength in his chosen one, her smile gave him a of an inviolable love,

glow of confidence such as he had not The man burst open the gate as if he felt since he had disembarked from the were breaking into paradise. The mute Black Pearl. despair which had sunk so deep into After his single-minded greeting, the his face was all gone, changed into a news of the day occurred to him. lifting adoration. He spoke to her in 'You know, Jane, the foreigner who a strange tongue, only a few words, came on the Black Pearl? He found which gushed from his throat in pain his prize. A lady, as brown as he is, is and joy.

sailing home with him on the Isis. A Jane saw how their hands touched, strange foreign lady no man, woman, and how their eyes held each other in or child ever laid eyes on before. He a magnet look. Long moments went conjured her right up out of the ground. by. He pressed her head between his Honestly, it is an unfathomable thing. hands. Her ear-rings shook, and she She was hidden away somewhere or gave him a smile which restored in one other. He's contented now at last. But moment the years that had been lost. he's not the only man who feels happy

At last Jane saw them move in- - Jane.' stinctively away from the alien enclos

She gave him a warm look, and it ure. She watched the man lay his hand came over her suddenly that William on the gate, and open it, while he and was an irresistibly sweet person.

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