The Princeton union., 1899-12-28

the lunch gong SAVe Ier the excuse Sne
needed, so, bidding her victim a pleas
ant and friendly farewell, she hurried
from the deck to her stateroom.
CHAPTER ".
There was one man on board the
Coloric to whom Wentworth had taken
an extreme dislike. His name was
Fleming, and he claimed to be Il New
York politician. AS none Of his friends
or enemies asserted anything worse
about him, itmay be assumed that Flem-
ing had designated his occupation COR
rcctly. If Wentworth were asked what
he most disliked about the man he
would probably have said his offensive
familiarity. Fleming seemed to think
himself a genial good fellow, and he was
immensely popular with a certain class
in the smoking-room. He was lavishly
free with his invitations to drink, and
he always had case of good cigars
in his pocket, which he bestowed with
great liberality. He had the habit of
slapping man boisterously on the back
and saying: 'Well, old fellow, how are
you? How's things?" He usually con-
fded to his listeners that he was a self
made man, had landed at New York
without a cent in his pocket, and look
at him now.
| Wentworth was icy toward this man,
but frigidity had no effect whatever on
the exuberant spirits OF the New York
politician.
| swell, old man." cried Fleming to
Wentworth, as he came up to the latter
and linked arms saffectionately. "What
lovely weather we are having for winter
time"
! ut is good" said Wentworth.
Good. It's glorious! Who would
have thought, when leaving New York
in snowst orm as we did, that we would
run right into the heart of spring? I
hope you arc enjoying your voyage%
II ann
'You ought to. BY the way, why are
you so awful stand-ofish? Is it ma
tural, or merely put on for this occa-
sion only.'?''
II do not know what yo., mean by
'stand-offsh.'
"You know very we'll what 1 mean.
Why do you pretend to be so stiff and
formal with fellow?''
IT am never stiff and formal with ANY,
one unless do not desire his acquaint-
ance." -
Fleming laughed loudly. II suppose
that's a personal hint. Well, it seems to
me, if this exclusiveness is genuine,
that you would be more afraid of news
paper notoriety than of anything else.'
''Why do you say that?'
Because / can't, for the life of me,
see why you spend SO much time with
Dolly -Dimple.' am sure don t know
why she is here, but do know this,
that you will be served up to the ex-
tent of two or three columns in the
Sunday Argus as sure as you live
II don't understand you
"You don't? Why, it's plain enough.
You spend all your time with her.
II do not even know of whom you are
speaking"
"Oh, come, now, that's too rich. Is
it possible that you don't know that
Miss Jennie Brewster is the one who
writes those Sunday articles over the
strange fear came over Wentworth
as his companion mentioned the Argus.
He remembered it asJ. X. Rivers paper,
but when Fleming said Miss Brewster
was correspondent of the Argus he
was aghast.
'I-I-I don't think l quite catch
your meaning" he stammered.
HWo11 INV anew
see- Hasn't she ever told you? Then
it shows she wants to do you up on
toast. You're notan English politician,
are you? You haven't any political Sc
crets that Dolly wants to get at, have
you? Why, she is the greatest girl there
is in the whole United States for find
ing out just what a man doesn't want to
have known. You know the secretary
of state"-and here Fleming went Oh
to relate wonderfully brilliant feat
of ''Dolly's," but the person to whom he
was talking had neither eyes nor ears
He heard nothing and he saw nothing.
Dear me,'' said Fleming, drawing
himself up and slapping the other on
the back, "you look perfectly dunn
founded. 1 suppose oughtn't to have
given Dolly away like this; but she has
> pretended all along that she didn't know
> me, and so I got even with her. You
take my advice, and anything you
, don't want to see in print don't you tell
> Miss Brewster, that's all. Have cigar o.
. mo, thank you,' replied the other
; mechanically. RI
"Better come in and have drink"
: mo, thank you."
"Well, so long. I'll see you later"
1T can't be true. It can't be true
' Wentworth repeated to himself, will
, deep CONSERVATION, but still with some
q misgiving, warning him that, after all
|, it might be true. With his hand.
t clasped behind him he walked up ane
s down, trying to collect himself-tryine
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