Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-10-04

If l tl. .,el it,'' replied
 George, also laughing, but I don't be- lieve in fortune telling. It is rubbish
 Tt wasn't in Mrs. Jerseys case | said the other, who appeared to be a trife superstitious.
 "Oh, that was a mere coincidence.
 But you asked me about Miss Bull, sir.
 Do you know herr"
 Darlington nodded. "She came to
 me on behalf of Mrs. Jerseys niece and wished the lease renewed. heard her story and consented. I dare
 say the niece will be quite as good a
 tenant as the aunt"
 This conversation was all very well,
 but there was nothing to be learned from it on either side. Brendon could not discover if his grandfather knew to whom he was speaking, and Der rington found it impossible to learn if George could tell him anything of the case which had not been reported in the papers. For some reason Derring- ton wished to know what had trans pired, and Brendon felt convinced that this anxiety was more than that of a landlord for the loss of a good tenant.
 
 Mrs. Jersey had written out a comics sion and that it was missing. He would have liked to find out, but since he could not reveal himself as Der rington's grandson there was no chance of getting this information Besides, Darlington appeared to grow weary of discussing the murder. Tt is worn threadbare," he said All the papers have been talking about it I agree with you, Mr. Brendon, that the assassin will never be discovered. However, there are pleasanter sub jects to talk of. What about yourself your aims, your ambitions, your chances of success ?''
 Are those pleasant subjects ?'' laughed Brendon.
 To an old man such as I am,'' nodded the other. q like to hear of the castles in the air which youth builds
 II am afraid my castles will never turn to bricks and mortar." said Bren- don. with sigh.
 However, he was not 'averse to show ing his grandfather that he was no fool, but a man with a head on his shoulders. George had quick brain and a strong will and considerable fund Of information He had taken a good degree at Oxford and his literary articles always received praise from the public and from his brethren of the press. Moreover, George was fond of politics and could converse excel iently on that fascinating subject. He laid himself out to please Darlington knowing that the old tyrant was dis appointed in the languid Vane, who was chattering commonplace to Mrs. Ward. Tn short time Brendon and Darlington were engaged in discus sion about Ireland and Irish home rule
 You ought to be in the house, MT. Brendon," said the old lord. T have no one to help me to such a geal.'
 Darlington was about to speak and fastened his little eyes on the keen, handsome face of the younger man, but he suddenly changed his mind and turned away to talk to Mrs. Ward. Rrendon knew that he had succeeded in pleasing the old gentleman and was ] glad that so much was accomplished. TaaDerFi gfon found that he e was clever and presentable and likely to add lus- ter to the family name it was not ] improbable that he would recognize the marriage. But by this time 1 George had it in his mind that Der rington knew who he was and had l been talking advisedly under the coy- or of pretended ignorance so as to see 1 what manner of man his unacknowl- l edged grandson was We'll thought l Brendon, The has learned that am no fool, at all events. ,"
 Mrs Ward came across to George and left Darlington talking to Doro- thy, for whom he professed a great ad-
 miration He knew that Dorothy lk- ] ed Brendon, as Mrs. Ward had told
 him so, and he frankly acknowledged to her that Brendon was a clever man. T W1sn my grandson nau ms DraIns,
 said Darlington regretfully. .eDo you
 like Brendon?n
 Dorothy did not see why she should
 conceal her feelings. T love him." she
 said quietly and firmly.
 1 sHaY replied Darlington, showing no surprise. Mrs. Ward hinted at
 something of that sort, but I thought l that Walter'
 Please say no more, Lord Derring-
 ton.''
 Well, then, won't.' Derrington's eyes rested wrathfully on the withered l young man he called grandson. T l don't wonder at your choice, my dear. What Walter requires is a nurse.''
 That is profession have not talk l en up," said Dorothy, laughing. Der | rington said no more about Brendon, but Dorothy noticed that his eyes were l rarely off the face of her lover. Meantime Vane joined Mrs. Ward, and Dorothy, seeing that Leonard was l alone, beckoned him to approach. Der
 rington was not particularly pleased at having his conversation with pret- l ty girl interrupted, but he was polite, and, on learning that Train knew Brendon intimately, he began to ask