CHAPTER VIII.
SETTING THE TRAP.
Several hours later Jack and Lieutenant Edwards were taking coffee withthe Sheik on a priceless rug before his tent in the desert. Thelieutenant was too familiar with Arab customs to come to the object ofhis visit at once, so it was late in the afternoon when he finallybrought up the subject.
"Sheik, what is the present attitude of your people toward the Italianaggressors?" he asked at length.
Abu ben Sedar was wary.
"Why do you ask that?" he demanded.
"Why," explained the lieutenant, "I know that you have led more than oneuprising, and I know the Arab nature too well to think they will kissthe hand that strikes them down. The spirit of the desert will riseagain. Even now I have heard rumors----"
"'Tis as you say," exclaimed the Sheik excitedly, springing to his feet."We shall never submit to Italian rule. They have treated us like dogs.But we are biding our time. We need rifles, ammunition, money."
"And that is why I have sought you out," declared the lieutenant.
"You mean you have come to help us shake off the yoke of the oppressor?"
"Exactly. I am authorized to offer you arms for fifteen thousand men andsilver enough to keep them all in the field for several months; inreturn for which, when victorious, you are to sign over eight hundredsquare miles of coast territory to the German government.
"But," the Sheik protested, "I own no such land, nor do I know anyonewho does. Even if the Italians were driven out I could not justly claimit."
"But, Sheik," said the lieutenant gravely, "when the Italians are drivenout, you, the acknowledged leader of all the dissatisfied Arabs in thevicinity--the man who would be Sultan or Bey if successful--will have asgood a title to the land as another, and the German government willaccept it. Am I not right?" he asked, turning to Jack.
"You are," Jack agreed.
The explanation was plausible, and the Sheik was flattered.
"They have heard of me in Germany, then?" he asked.
"Indeed they have," said Jack, who from previous visits to Nalut knewsomething of the Sheik's ancestry and fortunes. "They know that yourgenealogy runs back in an unbroken line far beyond the days of Carthage,and you are looked upon as the man of the hour in Tripoli."
Greatly pleased to hear that his name was so well known in the landbeyond the sea, the Sheik lost whatever suspicions he might have had andaccepted the attractive proposition thus offered him.
"When will the arms be ready, and where will they be landed?" he asked.
"They will be landed in the Gulf of Sidra day after to-morrow," was thelieutenant's reply.
"Good!" exclaimed the Sheik. "I shall have them removed to a secretplace in the desert, not to be used until we are fully prepared tostrike. Now, about the money?"
"The silver will be turned over to you in Nalut to-morrow morning, ifyou will meet me there. Is that satisfactory?"
"Perfectly," returned the Sheik, and he named a place and hour for themeeting the next day.
The Arab told off two of his men as an escort, and Jack and LieutenantEdwards returned to the village, where they made their way to the housein which Jack had spent the previous night. There they turned in,satisfied that their end of the work had been satisfactorilyaccomplished.
While they were at breakfast in the morning, Hetherington burst into theroom.
"Dellaya and Lord Hastings are in the village," he exclaimed. "Iseverything all right?"
"Everything is serene," declared the lieutenant. "Is the money here?"
"Yes; it has been taken to the house of a man named Effidi. You are totake the Sheik there and turn it over to him. We will see that Dellayais a witness of the transaction."
"Good," said the lieutenant, and he and Jack left the house to keeptheir appointment with Abu ben Sedar.
The Sheik was awaiting them, and the three made their way to the home ofEffidi, where the money was formally turned over to the Arab.
Just as the transfer was being completed, the Sheik paused suddenly tolisten. His keen ear had detected a sound in the next room. Heapproached the wall and peered through a crack.
"Dellaya," he exclaimed in some alarm.
"What!" ejaculated Lieutenant Edwards, in well-feigned surprise.
"Dellaya," repeated the Arab, "my good friend. If all Italians were likehim, the Arabs would never resent the presence of Italian troops inTripoli. But they are not, so we must make haste."
Swiftly the three finished their business and Jack and the lieutenantleft the house, leaving the Sheik in possession of the silver.
"Are you sure the arms will be landed to-morrow?" asked the Sheik, asthey left.
"Sure," replied the lieutenant. "They will be ready for you."
"Good," said the Arab. "I shall be there to get them."
Hardly had Jack and the lieutenant disappeared when the great Italiandiplomat, followed by Lord Hastings, made his way excitedly from thehouse.
"Did you catch the significance of what we have just overheard?"demanded Dellaya, of Lord Hastings, as they hurried away.
"I did," replied Lord Hastings briefly. "It is fortunate we were here."
"It is, indeed," was the reply. "Italy has been the cat'spaw of theGerman emperor too long. Strive as she will, Italy cannot stand by herpartners in the Triple Alliance in the face of such treachery. But Imust make sure. This ammunition they spoke of--I must see it landed withmy own eyes. I must find this rendezvous. Will you help me, LordHastings?"
"I shall be glad to," was the reply. "My yacht is at your service."
The two hurried on their way.
Returning to the house in which they had spent the night, Jack and thelieutenant removed their disguises, and the lieutenant made ready totake his departure.
"Well," he said to Jack, "I want to thank you for your aid, and I guessit is good-by, now."
"Why," demanded Jack, "can't you take me with you? I haven't done much,but I might be of more use later on. I would like to go to England withyou, so that I may offer my services to my country."
The lieutenant hesitated.
"I guess it can be done," he replied finally. "You are certainlyentitled to go if you wish. Come along, then."
Several hours later the two stood on the deck of Lord Hastings' yacht_Sylph_. Lord Hastings and Dellaya were already there, and the lad wasintroduced as a young Englishman who wished to return to his home land.Frank already had been introduced as an American who was desirous ofgetting home. Lord Hastings declared that he was glad to be able to helpthem.
All that night and early the next morning the yacht cruised about,Dellaya always on the lookout for the sign of a ship bearing the armsand ammunition for the Arabs. It was almost noon before they sighted it,Dellaya still ignorant of the fact that he had been brought therepurposely.
Small boats were rapidly landing arms from the ship, unmistakably aGerman vessel and flying a German flag, as the yacht bore down on it.Upon Dellaya's request, the yacht sailed close enough for the Italian tosee that the ship's crew were apparently Germans.
Then the great Italian diplomat signified that he had seen enough. Heturned to Lord Hastings.
"Would it be too great an inconvenience for you to cut short your cruiseand take me back to Naples?" he asked.
"Certainly not," was the reply. "But what is it you plan to do,_signor_?"
"I must report this strange proceeding to the Italian Foreign Office,"declared the Italian excitedly, "too long has Italy been a tool ofGermany and Austria."
"A tool!" exclaimed Lord Hastings in surprise.
"Yes; we have been suspicious, and now our suspicions have beenconfirmed. Beset by three countries as she is, Germany still has time toplot trouble for Italy!
"But I have seen enough to thwart this outrage. No longer will Italy beGermany's cat'spaw. Probably we should have gone to the Kaiser's aid ifnecessary. But now--no! So far as Italy is concerned, the TripleAlliance is
dead!"
One week later, having just arrived in London, Frank and Jack learned ofthe success of the apparently trifling adventure in which they had takena hand.
Despite repeated demands of the Kaiser that Italy live up to herobligations under the alliance, the Italian government had refused tosupport the German cause and take up arms against the Allies!
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