Lost Countess Falka a Story of the Orient

General Agent. A Slender Clue, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 68 V - The Pavilion on the Hill. A Gallant Frenchman The Red Handkerchief Mustaphas Last Score 88 BOOK 11. THE PEARL OF A THOUSAND PURSES. V1 - A Forlorn Hope. Ilmas Dream. The Transformation, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 111 V11 - The American Missionary Doctor at Trebizond In the Storm on the Black Sea The Signal . . . 13 1 V111 - To the Rescue Colonel Soltykoffs Dispatches, . . I g I IX-A Moslem Caravan Three Pilgrims to the Halls of the Lion and the Sun . . . . . . . . . . I 70 X-Friend and Foe Baffled The Pearl of the Harem The Shahs Andarun in the Shimran Hills, . . 189 BOOK 111. CLOSING THE ACCOUNT. XI - Vanished The Magic Change Hands Off I am an Englishwoman . . . . . . . . . . . 209 XI1 - A Lost Pearl of Price , Mustaphas Peril No Thoroughfare . . . . . . . . . . . . 229 XI11 - The Doctors Hegira Betrayed A Moslem Fanatic 248 XIV-Kassims Warning At Bay in the Tower of Silence 268 XV-Soltykoffs Coup de Main Kassim, the Supercargo Tis the Olga In the Negaristan At Aloscow The Song of the Bells . . 289 BOOK I.-Paying Off Old Scores. CHAPTER I. FROM THE DEAD-AFTER THE OPERA AT THE STEFANS KELLER-A RECOGNITION THE WRONG MAN l Fideles Wien sighed Colonel Soltykoff of the Paul Regiment. When shall I see you again He turned, heavy-hearted, to rejoin his friend Fraser Denton, who was gazing spellbound from the entrance of the foyer, at the opera box they had just quitted. It was a Lohengrin night, and the perfumed air trembled still with the delicious vibrations of the Schmnenlied. All thats best of dark and bright l murmured Denton, as the handsome Russian paused for a moment at his side. She is certainly the handsomest woman in Europe cried the tall Muscovite, his fingers, gemmed with turquoise luck rings, tugging at his tawny mustache. Which one, Serge Mother or daughter replied Denton, with a backward glance at the box where that golden young beauty, Countess Ilma Falka, shone out beside the peerless Grafin Magda. Dont ask such a question of a poor devil who leaves Wien, the very brightest spot on earth, to vegetate on the sandy shores of Odessa, as chief aide to an old bear of a Governor By Jove, I would rather go back to An nenkoffs staff at Tashkend, than to be pent up among those low boutiquiers, at that mongrel market town, Odessa. I have thrown my whole life away in the service I swear, Denton, I will resign and then come back here Then, Countess Falka will soon re-enter society The Americans voice was trembling with an eager interest Never gloomily rejoined Soltykoff, unless your brilliant diplomat nephew makes the Repub lic richer, by a beautiful citizeness, that star of stars, Ilma No Denton. Grafin Magda has her secrct reasons She will never marry De laudace Toujours de laudace smiled Den ton. Remember Ruy Gomez Mon ami, dejectedly said the Russian...