The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-11-15

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s'I am not .,, .- L ought" re-
turned Sartoris far from feeling at
ease himself, with a chance of Bev-
erley's seeing us, but it is so impor-
tant, and surely for a moment in pub
IicS-
Nowhere" said the woman deci-
gively.
'FWhy7''
Because Brancaster fights to q fin
4sh to prove that I am not his wife-his
lawyers follow the widest clews-sift
the smallest suspicion. He has me fol
lowed by detectives everywhere
ged-says openly-I've heard tiff
win my case and prove the marriage
he'll divorce me on the first chance"
Another divorceT' exclaimed Cap
tain Sartoris, in good natured satire
'tBut he shan't!'' she said, setting her
teeth together.
"Quate so,' he returned. Heroine
of the greatest society scandal of the
century. Wife or no wife? Columns
in the daily press, pictures in the
weekly. Fabulous offers from the
music hall syndicatesI'
"And every shilling I possess going
to the lawyers. she lamented. But
I'll spend every shilling, raise every
shilling, pawn my last diamond-and
then I'll starve until they own me
Lady Brancaster.''
Ct knew.you'd like it, he sighed. ''I
wish you were Lady Brancaster in all
truth
What do you wantT' she asked
shortly.
@ewhat,you+ owe me for the title" he
said
Money!"
my name is on bill that I must
meet tomorrow for $4,000. I want
bit Of ready money for interest; then
with time and the chance of a lucky
win If could know tonight
daHenAt let you go to my rooms or go
myself to yours. Isn't there some
good, safe, neutral spot where one
in the world. ever goes in a crowd?'
She reflected a moment.
'I have IT, she exclaimed. mo one
who knows us ever goes there. It's
Tussaud's, the wax works. Be there
at 10 sharp. 1t closes early
With a word of appreciation for her
sharp and nimb1e wit, Sartoris left her,
their engagement made for that night.
AS they passed by the large door
opening into the division of the stables
from the arena they had to dodge
quickly in order to. avoid a fractions
horse which was being led from the
ring at the order of Lord Clanmore,
director of the horse show. Upon the
back Of the horse was seated INSTEAD
lily Joe Kelly, king of the bookmakers.
As Mrs. D'AquiIa passed out and
Sartoris stopped to watch Kelly the
latter was protesting loudly at being
ordered from the ring. Kelly was man
Ifestly drunk He djsmounted, but only
It..
saddle, after which they led away his
horse.
Sartoris exchanged a low word or
two with Kelly to assure the latter
that he didn't think he was drunk.
Kelly explained that he had been cele-
brat1ng big winning from Lord Bran
caster.
He had scarcely mentioned the lat
ter's name when the young earl passed
along.
There he is now" clustered Kelly.
"Any fancy for bet today, my lord
City and Sub, Jubilee or the Derby?''
mo, thank you, Kelly returned
Brancaster.
1.-TWO thousand offered Kelly.
mo, thanks
Come on, now,'' continued the
drunken bookmaker. 1.-TWO thousand
any outsider-twenty to one, twenty
five to a monkey. Oh, 10 fancy? Well,
Of course. if it is ike that I'm sorry.
But on Monday-don't forget. I'm here
zoe Neiiy-as can --uy you anC sell
you twice over. If you want money
here it is-only to ask him. Waiting to
oblige; waiting for you, my lord, when
ever you've got the brass or the pluck
to come along
And the intoxicated Kelly sta ggered
off to find Lord Clanmore and make
once more his protest.
From a little table at the side of
bower Lady Diana and Mrs. Beamish
had heard Kelly's words. Suddenly the
elder woman leaned toward Lady Di-
ana.
''DEdo you believe that he married
that wOmanf., she asked quicl8lK-