ever be betrayed,” she said. “Remember, Henri, my whole future is in your hands.” “Can I ever forget that, my darling?” he cried, kissing her with all the frantically amorous passion of a Frenchman. “It is dangerous,” she declared. “Too dangerous, I fear. Gigleux is ubiquitous.” “He always is. But leave it all to me,” the man hastened to assure her, holding her ungloved hand and raising it fervently to his lips. “I shall join your steamer as an ordinary passenger just before you sail.” “But you must avoid me. Promise me to do that?” she implored in a low, earnest tone. “I will promise you anything, my darling—because I love you better than my life,” was his low, earnest answer, as he tenderly stroked the soft hair from her brow. “Do you recollect our last evening together in Rome, eh?” “Shall I ever forget?” was her reply. “I risked everything that night to escape and come to you.” “Then you really do love me, Lola—truly?” For answer she flung her long arms around his neck and kissed him fondly. And she then remained silent in his strong embrace. Chapter Six. More Concerning the Stranger. At their feet, winding its way for thousands of miles between limitless areas of sand, its banks lined for narrow distances with green fields and the habitations of men, flowed dark and wondrous the one thing that makes human life possible in all the lands of the Sudan and of Egypt—flowed from sources that for ages were undiscovered, and which even in this day of boasted knowledge are yet incompletely known—the Nile. In the lazy indolence of that sun-baked land of silence, idleness and love, affection is quickly cultivated, as the fast-living set who go up there each winter know well. Hubert Waldron, man of the world that he was, had watched and knew. He stood there, however, dumbfounded, for there was now presented a very strange and curious state of affairs. Lola, the dark-eyed girl who had enchanted him and held him by the great mystery which surrounded her, was now revealed keeping tryst with a stranger—a mysterious Frenchman who had come up from the blazing Sudan—a man who had come from nowhere. He strained his eyes in an endeavour to distinguish the stranger’s outline, but in vain. The man was