The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1908-07-28
CHAPTER TX.
Pnt to tIle Test.

AOSh1CO0 lDCIlOls WA4S4 1A0y A0Q1J
reach her ears, a result of which the
advantages are too clear to need dem
onstration. Nor must he omit to
rail against the false one and her sex
with all the cynicism he can COM
mand. But Ronald Campion, hard
hit as he was, could not have been
a young man of spirit, for he did
neither the one nor the other.
Accidents, small but exasperating,
were continually taking place in his
studio; he had not cast or study
on his walls which was not injured
or defaced in some way; and Bales,
after denying the damage as long as
possible, ascribed it at last to cats
though it was hard to see what the
most rigid feline prudery could OBJ
ject to in the graceful copies from
Greek or Etruscan antiquities.
Campion was perpetually haunted
by an unspeakably tormenting m
preston that he ought to do some
thing-he did not know what-at
once, that time was pressing, and the
thing still undone.
And this would make him o rest
less, SO nervous, irritable and cap
tious, that mis- models refused to sit
to him, and his friends grew chary
of looking him up.
He was in his sitting-room one
night, modify smoking, and wonder
ing whether he could summon suf-
ficient energy to go as far as his club
in the course of the evening, when
Bales brought him in a foreign-look
ing card on which the name of ALEX
NebeiSen" was printed.
Cant say as I like the looks of
him myself" observed his factotum.
II told him, bein' a furriner, as you
wern't in need of no models at pres
ent, but he wouldn't take denial,
and I caught him a-eyein' of the UNI
brellas very suspicious"
The name did not happen to sug-
gest anything to Campion just then,
and it was late for stranger to call.
However, he was spared the trouble
of deciding whether to receive him or
not, for the Chela had followed Bales
in and motioned to him to leave the
room, which after glancing at Cam
pion for confirmation, he did, with an
air of disclaiming all responsibility
for anything that might follow.
Nebelsen said nothing for some
moments, but only stood stiff and 81
lent within the radium of the lamp,
and fixed his eyes solemnly upon the
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distinctly uncomfortable, and moved
within easy reach of the bell.
your guilty conscience tell you al
ready for what I am hier!" began
the Chela at last.
1t has not mentioned it at pres
ent," said Campion. Hadn't you
better take chair and tell me your
self?"
Hal" cried Nebelsen, with snort,
"you think to make tomfool of me
with this diabolical hell's GOODNESS.
If you do not know, why do you so
startled look at me?"
My dear sir" expostulated Cam
pion, "it is not so usual as you seem
to think for me to receive distin-
guished foreigners in a state of OBJ
vious excitement"
Il am hier, then, to tell you that
your practices must all this night to
an end com. You see. know well
who and what you are!"
IF Jou are under any impression
that I'm the Patriarch Job, you may
lind yourself mistaken presently" OBJ
served Campion.
"You are gowardly bersecutor
of beauty and innocence-that IL
what you are!'
Let me advise you, for your own
sake, not to be an asst"
Rather would l an ass than SER
pent BET"
Your tastes have evidently been
considered. Now, look here will
you be civil and come to the point, or
do you want me to pitch you out of
the window? What on earth do you
mean by this balderdash?"
IF speak to you in balderdash, ;"
said the Chela, who seemed to at
tach another meaning to the term, ut
is only because you hat well deserved.
The other day was in Mr.. Babcock S
studio. where also came a young lady,
lofely and schweet as the lily, and
her name was Elsvort-have you
enoff?"
"A good deal too much!" cried
Campion, whose temper was reused
at last. what right have you to
mention that young lady to me! Will
you leave the house at once?"
Not at ALL" said the Chela, with
an unconscious Renaissance of Poe's
raven, "you must hear. l was there
when she saw the shape you painted
for Mr.. Babcock--now at last I preek
you'll"
"Yes," said Campion, III it's any
qualification to you--you have. I'll
hear you; tell me everything. Shs
saw it, them Well, what did she do
what did she say?|
Il tell YOU only this-you will
never prevail, never-she regards you
with an unspeakable horror-agita-
ton"
"Ah!" said Camrion. "and-and
she sent you here to tell me 20, chi"
No one send me. come on my
own head" said Nebelsen.
And am afraid you will go out
in the same way" said Campion, sun
lSss you can give me some reason for
this interference.
Listen said the Chela, "you do
not seem to me all corrupt as yet.