The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-10-29
THE FARMER: OCTOBER 29, 1916

 ing nice to you that you weren't your own abseonding valet sailing under false colors. He didn't say it wouldn't
 be you, and he supposed that his friends would simply hang back for few days, making no sign, thus giving you to think that you weren't as inn portant in America as you'd fanc1ed. He imagined, too, that the heiress buSi- ness wouldn't come off quite as easily as you expected and that altogether you might be 8 little sobered down. As for your trouble with the bank, we know now that this is what happened: It turns out that Henry van Cotter has lately become a partner iE the bank which corresponds with yours ill London, and having got JinlS wire about the valet probabl at the same time when instructions arrived from the London and Southern, naturally he told his people to be prepared and not to pay How could Jim think of such thing happening or that MT. van Cotter and the others would run about gossiping of what he told them as a mere supposition? It must have been too dreadful for you at the hotel. And, as for that Mir. Milton, I'm sure he is a horror.
 ''Then it was another contretemps that neither Jim nor I saw the news papers at first. Of course the minute Jim knew what had been going on he wired everywhere and wrote long let ters of explanation. too Ca little earlier than he'd originally meant, to put an end to the misunderstanding he'd set in motion. But meanwhile you'd dis from New York. Poor dear. my heart quite bleeds for you! And yet and yeti wonder if all that you've gone through is entirely a matter of regret?''
 It was here, after the "Afectionate Cousin Betty signature, that the oth- CT handwriting began.
 ''I wonder too! I want to know what you think about it. Now it's all explained and you sec just where and how much Pm to blame for what's past you may or may not be inclined to forgive me for trying to play Provi- dence that good might come of evil. But If there is anything which you don't regret perhaps you'll partly un- derstand-yourself and me. Anyhow, apologize, having now done my best to atone, in case you want to go back to New York in a blaze of glory and be made a lion of. Meanwhile l await your verdict and am, as the writers of anonymous letters are supposed to sign themselves, your friend and we'll wisher,' Jina.''
 Again fate had taken a hand in the game and used Miss Moon as catspaw. Into the fire in her bedroom at Bonnerstown went all those elab- crate explanations, and Loveland did not dream that he had only to com municate with the bank in New York to receive apologies and q sum of which, after his vicissitudes, would have seemed a fortune. He had not even a prophetic ''prickiug in his thumbs'' while his mothers post office order for $500 Gs6O) gayly burned in a Bonnerstown stove. He had no suspicion that New York society or an important section of it was wearing sacLcloth and ashes on his account: neither did he know that Lesley Dear mer. whether believing him genuine asticle or not. had sent him an anony- nous donation which lay unclaimed at the Waldorf-Astoria.
 In the house he and Miss Dearmer had no intercourse, and he did not even know what the girls daily occupations were or what visitors she saw. But at least three hours out of every twenty four gave her to him as an intimate companion, near in mind and body. Therefore until the hateful Cremer should fall out of clear sky Val was not eager for home news which would leave no excuse for lingering at this old homestead in the blue grass coun- try.
 It seemed to Val that Lesley was al- ways happy, and because she was hap py herself she could not bear to see others sad or unfortunate. Though she asked no questions about her English past, she showed frank interest in his American expert ences. She led him on as they spun through the country side by side to talk of Bill Willing. of Lillie de Lisle, of Ed Binney and even of Is1dora, the almond eyed.
 Too delicate minded to put her sus- picions into words, Lesley contr1ved to pluck from Loveland some scanty information concerning Miss Alexanders semi-cngagement to the ewish commercial traveller.
 She'll nevery marry him." the girl announced authoritatively.
 .I wish I could think yoQ were | right" said Loveland. "ooor Isidora 1 aas 3 warm, generous heart, and it l would be beastly shame to waste her on the oily creature.''
 When I first knew you it wouldn't have occurred to you that the affairs of a common little person like that 1 might be worth bothering about""' ex- 1 claimed Lesley. ''But now I believe l you're really interested.''
 "I really arn.'' admitted Val. 'EI hope i that doesn't disgust you?'' I
 Exactly tho other way,'' Lesley as- sured him. But Isidora won't mar | " the Cohen man after all that's hap i oened. She won't marry any one for i I good long time"
 What makes you think SOP" asked 1 [.oyoIand