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H Concluded. "Well, Imspector Sahib, what new?" "I' have hid the woman watched, cabih. She has kept within doors for ,two days; but half-an-hour ang a beg- gar approached her and delivered a message; and nowâ€"even now-she has left her house, veiled, riding,r upon a pony, and goes towards the city gate. She goes slowly, as if she waited for the night or for men to join her. Very slowly, sahib; easy to be kept in sight,‘ as is being done, or to be overtaiken." “Yes; and the beggar '1” "He has been arrested. There is much dust upon him; he hlS travelled fast and far." “Bahut accha, very good. It is all quite satisfactory. Now. Inspector Sahib, send a constable with me to search the woman's room, whence I go now; and do you despatch tWenty oowars by a circuitous route, to tarry for orders under the city wall ; also an orderly to wait for my message at the end of the lane. has the spy 2" "To keep the woman in sight, to re- port her direction as he passes the thana, police staltion, and to give swift warning if she quickens her pace." Macintyre and the policeman cross- ed the lane on foot, and dived through the gaping crowd into an alley that ran behind the shops. Thcy pushed their way past the litter of the kennel, and found a rickety stair- way that climbed to the upper floor against the outer wall. Macintyrs ran up it, creaked along the balcony, pushed aside a curtain quickly, and ' advanced with boldness. It was the woman's room; a glance into the ntreet below assured him of the fact; and the overhanging story projected so for above the shops that it seemed almost as if he could touch the Gov- ernment Offices by leaning well over the balcony. The room was empty,‘ and there was no tell-tale relic to re- ward his acuteness; only a star, a native bed, a couple of clay water- jars, and amedley of discarded finery and broken trinkets. A woman’s shoe lay beside the bed. The room was very hot, and smelt of musk. Macintyre turned everything over and searched for evidence. There was nothing to tell that the cast-off gar- ments were stolen goods, or that the twisted bangles and scattered beads .were the proceeds of Hira dncoity. The babble of the street droned' through the window; the reek of hot bodies and greasy sweetmeais fought with the. musk. It was all sor- did and unprofitable. He turned to goâ€"and then stopped‘ in amazement at the sound of a voice in his ears. For the second he thought somebody was in the bal- cony, and was speaking into the room. A glance showed him that there was no one there, and he stood petrified, rooted to the spot by his astonish- ment; for the voiceâ€"audit rang with hollow distinctnessâ€"was that of his office peon, addressing, in the curt- accents of authority, some lesser light. He loolked at the constable, whose gaping mouth and round eyes showed his bewilderment. The voice continued to rumble in their ears. "Are, son of a pig! Would you leave the Superintendent Sahib's room up- swept? There are threeâ€"four scraps of paper lying even now upon matting.’ Sweep!" The sound of a blow followed. “Itâ€"it is aspirit!” gasped the policeman. "By George! no. It's the leakâ€" age!" Macintyre's .face crimsoned with excitement; he poked his head through the window, twisted his neck, and looked up into the bulging eave. He tapped the woodwork and listen- ed, and his eyes travelled from the rceded windows' of the offices to the balcony roof and back again. "A perfect sounding-board!” His knuckles called out a hollow knock. "A voice, either in my room or the colâ€" lector’s, would be thrown upon it and rebound into the lady‘s ears with the greatest facility. No wonder Hira Singh‘s friend preferred her bazaar lodgings to better quarters! “'ell, there should be no more conjecture. It is all plain-sail! g now." "The sahib understands 8“ said policeman in awe-struck tones. “Yes, I understand. There is the explanation, Ji," â€" and Macintyre gave a brief lecture on acoustics. "Go now, swiftly, andgive this chit to thc arderly for the Collector Sahib." He icribbled a note upon a leaf of his pocket-book. "Keep a still tonguein the . \Vhat inst ruct ions Singh’s " illt‘ l your head, as befits a policeman, and tell my peon, when you see him, that he has no authority to beat thc sweeper log." The policeman scuttled away with a grin. and Macintyre followed him down the staircase. He went over to the courthouse, put a flask and a roll of bandages into his pocket, buck- led on a Sum Browne bolt, and schth the chambers of his revolver. Then he sat upon the veranda stops to wach the evening sky flush to rose and gold and bloodâ€"colour, and to wait thc coming of frost) horseflesh and Mr. Faulkner. in- PART II. The spy threw himself down in the sand of the roadside and waited. In appearance he was a half-naked, dust- powdered, ryot, overcome with heat and exhaustion after a day’s work at the water-wheel; in reality he was a tough' and rising young policeman, keen and cautious, with a full know- ledge of the responsibility of his task. But that was over now; he had done his work; and all that remained was for him to watch for the sahibs and their party, and to trust that some comrade would give him the tail of a horse to help him to the finish. The night had shut down upon the hot earth: in the glimmer of starlight the road (would be seen dwindling to right and left, and the groves of mangoes that dotted the. plain loomed large and vague. Clumlps of coarse grass studded the sandy stretch; here and there a cultivator's patch was and by the machan, bed platform, in the fomks of a tree on which its own- e.r would keep watch by night when crops were high. The cry of a. quail and the yelp of pariahs at some dis- hroke the close, heat-laden silence. Half-an-hour passed. The spy laid his ear to the ground, listened, sat up, and finally sprang to his feet as ia bluir upon the road bégan to take sharp, and he could hear the clinik of bridles and the pad of hoofs. He stood to attention, and Macintyre grew out of the dusk, {and rcined in. Behind them a many- hcaded mass paused too, in a scuffle of dust. "Ah. here’s our man, said Macin- tyre softly. 'W'hat khabbar, policeâ€" man 7” "Great news, Huzur. Hira Singh land his men are making merry in The sentries are but blind men, for I cirawled through them to the. walls lof the village, and I saw. The wo- man is there also." "You followed her i” l "I followed, Huzur, when she left the lgates of the city, where she was joined by two of the robbersâ€"they are bold menâ€"and rode away very quickly into the country. I took a pony from the thana, and I rode too, following far behind and riding always under cover, ,Faulikper. “\Vhy would have thought lit would be a long way to go, Huzur; ‘but, let it is not so. They are close ,at hand.” i “Doubled in his tracks. The impud- lence of the brute! And we were thinkâ€"- ling he was in Trevor’s district 1" said rFaulkner. ,of looking for him in the scene of his tast robbery? Go on, policeman.” i "If the Heaven-born will com-e now, land those behind also, gently," said the 1pulicema n, "I will lead them. There could be no better time, for they art-1‘ ldrunk, and over-bold.” ‘ “Take my stirrup,” iHe turned in his saddle and lifted his ,hand, and men and leaders jingled for- ward. ‘ “\\'hat is the plan of said Faulkner. “There’s no sounding- lbourd here, lhzink Heaven l” l “My idea is to ride within a quarter Iof a mile of the village, than t» dis- ‘niount the men, and let iii-m sur- ,round the place, {lie in p-ctor leading them upon the further 1 go iahcad with you and get as near to the huts as possible. ‘be Kurprised in ,done. Then, when 1 give the signal, lor the alarm is started, we close in, and you and I and surh men as are near us mike for the liailquarter staff. It‘s Hira Singh 1 want; the others can catch the rest of the gang if they likeâ€"each man to pick his spot before he attacks, and work straight for it." side. silence, Faulkner nodded his approval, and the cavalcade trotted on in silence, The signs of cultivation at the grew more frequent, and pre~ently, low upon the horizon, a spark of fire a setting of huddled roadside glimmered in shadows. Macini‘yre drew rein and dropde his voice. "Kandua," he Said. He turn d to the. men and addressâ€"vi tlivm bricf‘y, and at the close of the cxhortation the Imiriked by its clumsy well machinery, . and Faulkner‘ lKandua village, not a mile from here. "nWo would have thought ' said Macintyre. i campaign a" ‘ The sentrics must‘ if it can be? hobbled each his own horse with hzliterJropc. "lhen they spread out by the road into the fields, the stealthy figures creeping farther and farther apart until they faded into the dusk, and only two luckless constables re. to keep eyes upon the The two in authority stalked cautiously from the track, and over the arra patches and the water- channels, their faces turned to the glitter of flame. The village grew plain to see. They could hear now the hum of voices, the thud of a tomtom, and occasionally a drunken about that beat through the night towards them. A red glow glint'ed between the walls of the huts, and the spy, who had been stealing in Macintyrc‘s footâ€"steps, crouched to his elbow and touched his sleeve. He pointed in one direction. "There is the house in which I saw Hirzi Singh," he said. Macintyre looked, and saw the out,- Iiue. or 81 but blocking the starlight sonic fifty yards away. It had awin- (low, from which there spread 'a cone of light, and between the window and their goal an lolled upon his rifle, with his face to- ward the earth. The spy lookcd at; him, and made a significant gesture ,with his hands. Macintyre nodded; and the next instant the man had mained horses. vancing like a snake through the waving crops. Faulkner caught his breath, his at- tention riveted by the unconscious figure. The crawling policeman had been swallowed up in the growth, and the sentry continued to nod above his fold-ed arms. A minute passed, and the watchers saw something rise behind ‘him to the. robber‘s level. There was the muffled clatter of the falling rifle, a groan that was stifled as soon as it i tamt village were all the sounds that lwag uttered, and the dacoit mundered ‘ the. tigerâ€"look he ,lto the ground with ten iron fingers 'gagging him. Macintyre did not speak; he waved only to the line and ran forward with stooping shoulders and with hardly a l l l glance at the two men on the groungL l ,Thc policeman was still clutching, twisting, and heaving silently above his handiwork. Faulkner felt u shud. der of repulsion, but it was no time for .scruples; be pressed on too, and hoped, doiulitfully, that the man might sur- vive the rough handling. They pulled up under the very walls of the village; and so complete was the surprise that not even an exâ€" clamation of alarm was heard, and not a sentinel escapxll to shout or fire. The dacoits continued to riot and drink in noise and fancicd security. Macintyre and Faulkner crept: to the window and looked in, so near that they could have almost. touched the inner wall. The light came from a chirag, native lamp, which was smoking and stinking on the floor. Beyond it, reclining at his case in. the doorway, light-eyed, and swarthy, sprawled up- lips; and beside him, the. ligh: flll'k- eriing upon her beauty and her dis- guise, squatted Myra Percira, arch- ‘plottex and renegade, with his hand !upon her shoulder. ' "5‘0 thou hast outwitted them again! \Vell, it is easily done, for the pigs have, little brains and no speed.” The .dacoit‘ yawrwd. "'l'o-moirrow go to bury the, soul of Grigson Sahib, land loot that fat tohfildar _of his." ‘ "I am tired of playing eavesdrop- Iper,” said the‘ wont-in, with :1 shrug. \V t’ l "When are we to go to Delhi and ,shnw how rirh we are! Here one lhOdl‘ilS. I W‘lsh to spxn l." Q "And I to rob," chuckled llii'u ‘Sinp‘h. "\thn, my pnarl‘! 0h, luhcn fighting. loses its savour. \Vh‘n He stopped, and leap: off the bud with a clutch at his knife. 'l'hv wo- min hAr feet :lilll dashed :i Viin Ule th‘ lziinp. She was too v liltt‘. in sprung 1. douru-iy \\';l.\ 'llia‘d with and Macinl yrc's mun, arnts were round Ilie struggling robber. A tumult of fighting arose frum the ‘jillige. Thu plur‘c had lli‘C’Hllk‘ an inferno of wounded men. of bitter urn-- mics, of grmnx .ind blows and ex- plurling! rifles. Th‘ (lat-nits hid b-eu thoroughly surprised, llul 1ho-y know how to fight at ultlx'. 'l‘h-ir first 311>".ni-t wis to rzilly round th-ir larder: and therefore it was lhll Faulkner, hurrying in to ('(>ltlpl~‘li‘ the (‘apzure, founl llllfhel': furiously is- saulted. ln>l1:l[l. and fell 1'! wilful-1 ing at his aisiilnnt's fan‘ in lll‘ frenzicl struggli- for life in-l lilx'!“}'. .‘I'“illi}1" and struggled and dash‘d each mh : from one. side to lll‘ Hill~‘l‘ of th» h i! in‘m “hi-ii .h 3' h't luuiolwl, 'l‘l‘.‘ «'li Vi'x knitwhiui Wis ll‘ld to his ~E<lo by the grip thit hl‘l piniim-d ll :ini llira Singh suiymt unsuspecting dacoit ‘ dropped upon his belly, and was ad-‘ a large-bearded giant, clear-skinned,, on a string bedstead, a. hookah at hiS‘ There was n.) time to screan to fly, in put lh‘ knife to ribs, The: was a lightâ€"weight, and Hire. Singh tossed him to and fro as a terrier tosses a rat. spitting with rage and his inability to shake himself free. The woman watched with a primitive curiosity; she exhibited alarm, and she followed the progress of the fight from the darkest corner’ of the but, unwilling orcureloss 0f the chance of escape. \Veight told. ‘Bit by bit Macinâ€" tyre lost his vantage-ground; inch by inch his cucmy captured his position, and rcvvrscd it. He slipped at last, gasping and clutching as he was driv- en downwards, and in the next breath he was hurled and pinned to the ground, and Hira Singh, above him, was wrenching the knife free for the thrust of victory. He twisted his wrist, once, twice, and tore it out of Macintyre‘s fin- gers. The knife swung and then the woman sprang upon him and snatched it from his hand. It spun through the window of the but ; and Hira Singh's unwitting pause, swch the. tide of for- tune again to Mac-intyro He raised himself and caught the dacoit once more about the body, and they rolled across the floor. A minute later Faulk- ner and the inspect-or. panting from their own perils. dashed in, and found them thus; and Hira Singh succumb- ed to the superior numbers. Macintyre and Faulkner sat down upon the string bed. while the rem- nanlts of the fight ebbed and died about the village, and the, policemen began to straggle in with their pris- Honers. The inspector knotted and re- lknotted Hira Singh’s bonds, and a couple of constables mounted guard 3 over him and the woman. i The. dacoiit did not speak for a long ltime. \Vhen he did his voice was |hoarse with rage and exertion. and flashed at lVIyra. l Peireira made the onlookers think her had 1well served by the turn affairs litnkc-n. I I " I have thee to thank fair this,m he 'said. "I Shall not forget.” ‘ “Perhaps not, seeing that thou hast lb‘ut short time before thee for remem- She stared at him and he scowled and Something in his the woman's cold- ‘ birance,” she said. ‘ with indifference dropped his eyes. lalttitude, and in blooded fickleiness made a stir of pity of the man. “ Is he not your lover! Why did you l do it i’ he asked in English. “ 011, he. was a Savage; [was tired of him.” answered carelessly. “lie would have killed the tall young man, and I like him; he is very good to look upon. If it had been a little :ipe like you, now, he might have struck and welcome.” “ Oh," said Faulkner, dryly, "1 see. You evidently pride yourself upon your candour. Macintyre, do you hear? To your other laurcls you must add ‘ the triumph of your bcautiful appear- It Counts for much, you see, in ‘thc untutored nether world. We have cause to be grateful for the lady's’fa- vour. N01: that something is not due to your quick wits also; I have you to thank for the jubilation in which I shall indulge when I communicate the news to Trevor and Grigson. There 'will be much jealousy; I doubt [but if you have captured oIne adversary you have. raised up two more.” He spoke in his usual whimsical way; but Macintyre looked into his face and saw something that warmed his heart. He. too, thankful for the caprice that had sav- ied his life, and he leaned back against :ihe doorway and surveyed his prison- ‘er with satisfaction and relief. He measured llira Siugh with a foe‘s ap- twingcd. moâ€" l 1111108. preciaiion; though he ‘Inl‘lllill‘lly, like. Faulkner, at the sight ‘ of even a rascal sufferingr the bitter- Iness of desertion and defeat. Myra l I’eireira had turned hcr back upon the 1 10-»: cause. and was trying to Coquette ;with the adumaur ill‘pei‘lml‘. Macintyre folded his arms. and pic- jturcd the little mother in Scotland. receiving the news of his success. The no feminine, was sufficiently, in Faulkner’s breast for the downfall i tingling exultation of the victor was, ' stirring in his veins. _+__ LONDON'S‘ GRE AT DOCKS. L» union has a larger commerce ihan any other city in the world. Liverâ€" ‘pool comes next, and Hamburg pI'Ull- .illly Links third, although Antwerp Landon cover a greater area lll‘lll Ill/NE“ of Liverpool, and some of them individually are, or were until recent- l), larger lll‘ln any on the. Mersey, The Viclurii dock opencd in l8'5, measures li‘,0 0;1.(l55l fcet. Thi' Royal Albert con- net-ting with it and cwmpleietl in 17430, is H.303) feet long .‘lll'l 450 feet wide. The two with their locks, constitute a ('lllln almost three miles long, across one of the great horseshoe bends in troop dropped from their saddles, and .ii the first onslaught; but Macinti'ye the lower Thames. ‘ vants and one for himself. closely approaches her. The docks of‘ A LOCK AS A DETECTIVE. An Indian Rajah's Plan In Watch Ins- honcsl Servnls. A look for which Messrs-Chubb. the famous English lookmaker, not long ago received an order, taxed the in- genuity of all their experts. It is a point of honor with the firm that no order. however uselesst ingenious, shall baffle the inventive faculty at the designers or the technical skill of the workmen. \thteverr a ous- tomer wants he must have. " The order came from an Indian raj-ah. After the manner of dusk! potentates, he suffered from the dual possession of dishonest servants and magnificent diamonds. The diamond! had been disappearing at an alarm< ing rate. and although only seven' servants had access to the box con- taining them. it had been found im- possible to discover the culprit. \Vhelher the raj-ah dismissed his ra- tinue or put them to death on sus- picion, the thefts continued with un- broken regularity. In his extremity he thought of Mes- srs. Chubb. An ordinary person would have contented himself with procuring a safe, the lock of which would answer to no‘ key but his own, but the ra'jah desired something more. He wanted not simply to preserve his jewels, but to catch the thief. It was the fashioning of a lock that should carry out the rajah's idea ‘that taxed the ingenuity of the'dor signers of the lock-making establishment. The rajah's order was for an ex- ceedingly complicated lock. He wanted a safe fitted with eight dif- ferent keys, one for each of his sor- A piece , great of glass about eight inches square was to be let into the front Of the safe. To carry out his wishes, the lock must be so constructed that upon the opening of the safe by any particular key the photograph of the opener should appear immediately in front of the glass, to remain there until an- other key was inserted. Thus 'it would be always possible to tell who had last opened the safe. The clumsy ingenuity of the idea. made it a hard one. to carry out, but in less than a week an apparatus was designed which would contain the seven photo-graphs. This was fast- en-crl inside the safe and made to com- municate with the lock. By aclev- er much‘inical device, the key of each servant, as it turned the lock. acted on the photograph and brought it in- to view. \Vhetiher this unique lock wered its purpose is not yet a mat- ter of history, but it was certainly a clever piece of mechanism, an 3- â€"â€"â€"_¢.â€"â€"â€"â€" NEW MODE 0F CHEESEâ€"MAKING. t‘arlelou Experlmcnlcrs llave Sow (Taught IIH‘ linzlldl Palate. .An interesting the curing of cheese is being carried out at Carp, Carleton county, under the direction of the Commissioner of Agri- culture and Dairying. The English palate likes a Canadian cheese of a flavour similar to the English Chedh dar, which is cured at iii degrees Fahrenheit. At Carp a special room has been set apart in the factory, the air of \\ hich is drawn into the room through the drains, cooling it so that the temperature of the room is conâ€" tinuously under 65 degrees, and a flavour is given to the cheese cured in it equal to the best English make. Last year similar experiments were carried on, and the unanimous opinion of the Montreal Cheese Board was that cheese 50 cured was worth halfa cent per pound more than cheese from the very same vat cured under ord’m- ary circumstances. in addition. the shrinkage in “eight of the cheese in the cooler room is much less. On the basis of last year's output of cheese in Canada the increased value represent- ed by the new method would be about $9000.30, or to a small factory it would represent an annual increase of $40,- 004) after lhe initial expense of $250, Thi- general of the new system in Canada will certainly worka reroluliun in this important industry experiment in adoption ._¢â€"_ TO CLEAN SPONGES. Don't throw a sponge. away be- c.iUse it appears to be good for noth- Very often old sponges cin be ing. cleaned to be as good as new. Make it strong suds with hot water and soap, dissolving in it a small hand. ful of washing soda. Plunge the sponge into this and allow it to soak for some time. Then knead and rub it until perfectly clean. Rinse in very' hot water, then in tepid water until every particle of soap has dis- appeared. Lay on a clean cloth in the sun to dry.