The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-08-11
By GEORGE BARR .M'CUTGHEON
CopyFnht by DOdd. Mead & Co.

in August to look fully into the matter. It is understood that the Rodneys are to be the guests of the Odell-CaFneys while in London. It won't be the sea son, of course, so there won't be much of a commot1on in the smart set It is our dear Edfth's desire to slip into the charmed circle through the rift that the Rodneys make. Do you compre- hendP'
 They were seated side by side in the corner of the compartment, his broad hack screening her as much as possible from the persistent glances of Freddie UIsterveIt, who was nobly striving TO conf1ne his attentions to Katherine. Brooks eyes were devouring her ex- ouisite face with a greatness that might have, caused her some uneas1- ness if there had not been something nIeasantIy agreeable in his way Of do ing it.
 sSYesAfaintly.' he replied after an almost impercephble conflict between the senses of sight and hearing. "But how does she intend to explain me away? I'll be a dreadful skeleton in her closet if it comes to that When she is obliged to produce the real Rox- bury, what then?'
 ssShe's thought it all out, Roxbury," said Constance severely, but almost inaudfbly. sI'm sure Freddie heard part of what you said. Do be careful. She's going to reveal the whole plot to Mrs. OdelI-Carney just as soon as Rox- bury gives the word, treating it as very clever and necessary Tuse, don't you see. Mrs. Odel1-Carney will be inplored to aid in the deception for few days, and she'll consent, because she's really quite a bit of a sport At the psychological moment the Rodneys will be told. That places Mrs Odell- Carney in the position of being an abettor or accomplice. She's had the distinction of being a sharer tn a most glorious piece of strategy Don't you see how charmingly it will all work in the end p
 'what are you two whispering about?" demanded Freddie Ulstervelt nofsfly, patience coming to an end.
 t'Wha-what the devil is that to- began Brock furiously. Constance brought him up sharp with a warning kick on the ankle He vowed after ward. that he would carry the mark to his grave.
 "He's telling me what a nice chap you are, Freddie said she sweetly. Brock glared out of the window. Fred die Sn1Hed ScOrnfu1y.
 'Tm getting sick of this job,'' growl- ed Brock under his breath. "I didn't 1 calculate on''-
 bear,'' she pleaded so gently, her eyes so full of appeal, that he flushed with sudden shame and contrftfon.
 Forgive me- he said, the old light coming back into his eyes so strongly that she quivered for an instant be- fore lowering her own trI hate that confounded puppy he explained lame | ly, guarding his voice with a new care. ''If you felt as I do you would to0-"
 She laughed in the old way, but she was not soon to forget that moment when panic was so imminent
 1T don't see how any one can help liking Freddie she said without actually knowing why. He stared hard at the Danube below. After a long silence he said:
 Its all tommyrot about it's being blue, isn't itP'
 She was also looking at the dark | brown, swollen river that has been immortalized in song.
 Its never blue. It's always a yeI low ocher, it seems to me.'
 He waited long time before ven- turing to express the thought that of fate had been troubling him seriously.
 ''I wonder if you truly realize the difficulty Edith will have in satisfying an incredulous world with her abso- lutely truthful story. She'll have to explain, you know. There's bound tc be skeptic or two, my dear Con, stance"
 .'But there's Roxbury," she protest ed, her face clouding nevertheless '"He will set everything right
 '+The world will say he is a gullfbHe fool,'' said he gently. HAnd the world always laughs at not with, a fool Alas, my dear sister, it's a very deer pool we're in" He leaned closer ana allowed a quaint, half banterfng, whoI E dif1dent smile to cross his face ''I-I'm afraid that you are the only being on earth who can make the stOr1 thoroughly plauGbFe."
 '17' she denfanded quickly. Thei1 eyes met, and the wonder suddenly left hers. She blushed furiously ''Nonsense!'' she said and abruptly left him to take seat beside Rather inc Rodney. He found small comfor in the whispe1ngs and titterings tha came willy nilly to his burning ear from the corner of the compartment He had a disquiettng impression tha they were discussing him. It wal forced in upon him that being a broth er-in-law is not an enviabIe occupa ton.
 ~'rVot?' he asked almost fferceIy aft CT the fnsistent Freddie had thrice re peated q question.
 'T say. will you have a cigarette half shouted Freddie, exasperated.
 'Oh! No, thanks. The train make such beastly racket, don't you know
 ''They told me at the Bristol yo were deaf. but Oh, I say. old mar ] I'm sorry. Which ear is ft?s'