Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-11-13

up here" Mr.. Bland promised him.
And Mr.. Peters, bringing the water
from below, took occasion to point out
that shaving was one of mans
troubles directly attributable to WON
ans presence in the world.
At length the hermit summoned
them to breakfast, and as they de-
scended the broad stair the heavenly
odor of coffee sent glow to their
hearts. Peters had built a rousing
fire In the big fireplace opposite the
clerks desk in the office, and in front
OF this he had placed a table which
held promise of satisfactory break
fast AS tho three sat down, Mr.
Bland spoke:
Il don't know about you, gantle-
men, but could fall on MIR. pcterss
neck and call him blessed"
The gentleman thus referred to
served them genially. He brought to
Mr. Magee, between whom and him
self he recognized the tie of author.
ship, a copy of a New York paper thar
ne claimed to get each morning from
the station agent, and which heloeo
him greatly, he said. in his eternal
search for the woman. AS the msal
passed Mr.. Magee glanced 1t Though
Twice he looked up from 1t to study
keenly his queer companions at Bald
pate Inn. Finally he handed 1t
across the table to the haberdasher
The dull yellow sun of winter morn
ing drlfted in from the white out
doors; the fire sputtered ga'lv in the
CRATE; also, Mr.. Peters's falling for
terature interfered in no way with
his talents as cook The three fin
lshed the repast In great good hunior
and Mr.. Magee handed round cigars
Gentlemen" he remarked, push
ing back his chair, i've find ourselves
In o peculiar pos ton. Three lone
men, knowing nothing of one another
we have sought the solitude of Bald
pate Inn at almost the same moment
Why Last night, before you came
Professor Bolton, Mr. Bland gave me
as his reason for being here the story
of Arabella, which afterwhrd ap-
propriated as a joke and gave as my
own reason. l related to Mr.. Bland
the fiction about the artist and the
besieging noveiists. We snapped
stories when you came--it was our
merry little method of doubling each.
others word Perhaps 1t was bad
taste. At any rate. looking at II In
the morning light I am inclined to re-
turn Mr. BANDS Arabella. and no
questions asked. I am inclined to be-
lieve, implicitly, your story. That IL
my proposit on. No doubts OF one an
other We are here for whatever
! reasons we say We are
The professor nodded gravely.
Last night" went on Mr. Magee.
there was some talk between Mr.
Bland and myself about one of us
! leaving the inn. Mr.. Bland demand
| ed it. I trust he sees the matter
! differently this morning. for one
| should be sorry to SEQ him CO."
I've changed my mind" said
Mr. Bland. The look on his thin
face was not a pleasant one.
Very good, went on Mr.. Magee.
i see no reason why we should not
| proceed on friendly terms. Mr. Peters
| has agreed to cook for us. He can
40 doubt be persuaded to attend to
our other wants. For his services
We shall pay him generously, in view
If the circumstances AS for Quinnby
Il leave you to make your peace
/ with him"
Il have a letter to Mr.. Quinby
rom my old friend. John Bentley
aid the professor, (which am sure
viii win me the caretalser's warm re-
| gard.
\ Mr.. Magee looked at Bland.
IN get Andy Rutter ON the WIRE
sald that gentleman, "Quinby vii,
listen to him. guess. E
tTe Re Continued Tomorrous