The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-09

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 Continued from Yesterday)
 Al the four men waited the arrival
  that moment of unavoidable delay which s6lways occurs on such occas- iona. Lew Ellinger found time to leave them and join Harvey in the dining reom.s A stranger uninformed of the Qnblenlabie property of the color fallen into the error of supposing that E1lmgef and Harvey belonged to the same blotheFhood. No word was spoken. but as the old bon v.vant lifted his left hand, with the nrst two flneers slightly crooked and the thumb at a sufficient elevation, Harvey said, ssYes. suh;. yes suh,' E twice, and then again in mystic and lulling repetition n he handed Low Liliputian tum- bier and a decanter without the stop- per- As Ellinger poured the dark. red fluid into the glass with the p1larm1cian watching his graduate.
 You may put this bottle right in front df me at the supper-table. liar
 s4Yex :suh. .s
 zs-Fve quit flirting with that giddy stun $3ars ago.
 M ~Yes; Suh."
 Whefber it was the recollection of thnsHefmanenf and enforced separa- e1on q his failure to take the glass of waker which Harvey handed him,
 
 tie moisture. He removed 1t with a needles61y sheer handkerchief which he found in his left cuff after a fIut- texiHg search elsewhere.
 EllihGer heard hfnself inquired for fin the ne1s room There was the the dekPer tones of the men, and he had fJhse time to meet the party at ' the doorway With a facile menda- city that deceived nobody, Lew said: "IVe1 inspected everything, Jack. and-ifs perfect. Ladies. we are to be aWhst a beautiful room!' Helen exclafmed, as they entered the dining Bfodoknefd deferred the compliment
 sFcurs." Mrs. whippled exciains- ed. 1fresh. 3sWhy, Clay, dearl''
 s-Thefe's one somewhat like it in a chateau in Tours the boy confessed; tits pretty hard, mother, to be en- tirely original Then Jack came to his assistance.
 'Clay's problem here was to follow TouraiHe model. without the height of the. 6f1ginal, and not have the room seem eAuat. think he answered 1t by the refinement and number of the croD-beAms; but however he did It he Auswefed 1t actorily, and that's sufficient success for a broiler
  ed as a recognition of Jacks plean- spfryj vas . too rasping enforcement 6f H45 and turned an intended com blime16t into seeming criticism. Clay drowned petulantly. but Brookheld. with a counterpointing tact which which was a marked possession of his, c6nttnued:
 sstAnd- I'm going to put the distin- gutBhed architect on my right.
 Mot Helen ?" his sister inquired. tre rI want Helen. where can look at hers''z: And Brookheld cast all ex- 7 planatory glance toward the boy that would have revealed the situation to . mother much less intuitive than Hesen Whipple, who already divined the rivalry between Hardmuthv and her son, and was grateful for Jacks g sympathy.
 .'We-are-seven," Lew recited, Tn 2 iabored repetition, with mildly liter ary enjoyment of possible quotation. sAnd seven into sixty goes eight times and a half" Brookfield said; indicating the outline of the round table as he drew out his watch.
 Unto sixty?" Mrs Campbell asked. She always needed a guidebook when eonv4rsing with her brother, who was won't to tease her. Ignoring her Ques- lion. he fixed his look on the dial OvSE WnkCn HE lhuA1O QASACu oul tuc points.
 Assume that I'm standing at twelve o'clock. Clay will sit eight minutes to my right, you will be two minutes of two, dear Alice, and Mr. ElIinger will be three-three. Helen. win you take chat chair near five Rllock. MT. Hardmuth will sit at rseSeh, and that leaves Viola between Mr. Hardmuth and Clay, at about two minutes of nine"
 well. what do you think of that ?' EIlinger beamed. in mediocre ad- mfration, as he found his chair be- fWeen fhe two older women. Isn't that Just like him? ?''
 Helen remembered that it was. ..As like him as two peas" Ellinger rambIed on, inconsequently. Jack turns everything into a diagram. saW him draw an after-dinner speech onco on q table-cloth. Yes, sir. draw it, and it was a blamed good speech-but to look at it-reminded me of dogs pedigree exactly"
 Helen would have understood the diagram quite as clearly as she un- derstood Eew's similes, but she re- tor-lfke quality in Jack of mentally seeing all things, tangible or intang.- ble, fin geometric plan.
 This affectation of density con, cerning the place of honor. doesn't deceive you and me. Miss Viola, does tfy Hardmuth asked. as they sal down. We know it's to the right o1 the lady"
 Uncle Jack selected Mrs. Whipple as the lady to sit opposite him, and Mfr ElIinger'S at her right" she re-