The Palace of Darkened Windows

Palace of Darkened Windows, by
Mary Hastings Bradley

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Title: The Palace of Darkened Windows
Author: Mary Hastings Bradley
Illustrator: Edmund Frederick
Release Date: June 13, 2005 [EBook #16054]
Language: English
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The PALACE of DARKENED WINDOWS

By MARY HASTINGS BRADLEY
AUTHOR OF "THE FAVOR OF KINGS"
ILLUSTRATED BY EDMUND FREDERICK
NEW YORK AND LONDON D. APPLETON AND COMPANY 1914
[Frontispiece illustration: "'It is no use,' he repeated. 'There is no way
out for you.'" (Chapter IV)]

TO MY HUSBAND

CONTENTS
CHAPTER I.
THE EAVESDROPPER II. THE CAPTAIN CALLS III. AT THE
PALACE IV. A SORRY QUEST V. WITHIN THE WALLS VI. A
GIRL IN THE BAZAARS VII. BILLY HAS HIS DOUBTS VIII. THE
MIDNIGHT VISITOR IX. A DESPERATE GAME X. A MAID AND
A MESSAGE XI. OVER THE GARDEN WALL XII. THE GIRL
FROM THE HAREM XIII. TAKING CHANCES XIV. IN THE ROSE
ROOM XV. ON THE TRAIL XVI. THE HIDDEN GIRL XVII. AT
BAY XVIII. DESERT MAGIC XIX. THE PURSUIT XX. A FRIEND
IN NEED XXI. CROSS PURPOSES XXII. UPON THE PYLON
XXIII. THE BETTER MAN

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
"'It is no use,' he repeated. 'There is no way out for you'" Frontispiece
"'I do not want to stay here'"

"He found himself staring down into the bright dark eyes of a girl he
had never seen"
"Billy went to the mouth, peering watchfully out"

THE PALACE OF DARKENED WINDOWS
CHAPTER I
THE EAVESDROPPER
A one-eyed man with a stuffed crocodile upon his head paused before
the steps of Cairo's gayest hotel and his expectant gaze ranged
hopefully over the thronged verandas. It was afternoon tea time; the
band was playing and the crowd was at its thickest and brightest. The
little tables were surrounded by travelers of all nations, some in tourist
tweeds and hats with the inevitable green veils; others, those of more
leisurely sojourns, in white serges and diaphanous frocks and flighty
hats fresh from the Rue de la Paix.
It was the tweed-clad groups that the crocodile vender scanned for a
purchaser of his wares and harshly and unintelligibly exhorted to buy,
but no answering gaze betokened the least desire to bring back a
crocodile to the loved ones at home. Only Billy B. Hill grinned
delightedly at him, as Billy grinned at every merry sight of the
spectacular East, and Billy shook his head with cheerful
convincingosity, so the crocodile merchant moved reluctantly on before
the importunities of the Oriental rug peddler at his heels.
Then he stopped. His turbaned head, topped by the grotesque,
glassy-eyed, glistening-toothed monster, revolved slowly as the Arab's
single eye steadily followed a couple who passed by him up the hotel
steps. Billy, struck by the man's intense interest, craned forward and
saw that one of the couple, now exchanging farewells at the top of the
steps, was a girl, a pretty girl, and an American, and the other was an
officer in a uniform of considerable green and gold, and obviously a

foreigner.
He might be any kind of a foreigner, according to Billy's lax
distinctions, that was olive of complexion and very black of hair and
eyes. Slender and of medium height, he carried himself with an
assurance that bordered upon effrontery, and as he bowed himself down
the steps he flashed upon his former companion a smile of triumph that
included and seemed to challenge the verandaful of observers.
The girl turned and glanced casually about at the crowded groups that
were like little samples of all the nations of the earth, and with no more
than a faint awareness of the battery of eyes upon her she passed
toward the tables by the railing. She was a slim little fairy of a girl, as
fresh as a peach blossom, with a cloud of pale gold hair fluttering round
her pretty face, which lent her a most alluring and deceptive appearance
of ethereal mildness. She had a soft, satiny, rose-leaf skin which was
merely flushed by the heat of the Egyptian day, and her eyes were big
and very, very blue. There were touches of that blue here and there
upon her creamy linen suit, and a knot of blue upon her parasol and a
twist of blue about her Panama hat, so that she could not be held