The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-02-24

knowing nothing or one another, we have sought the solitude Of Baldpate3 Inn at almost the same moment Why7 Last night, before you came, Professor Bolton, Mir. Bland gave me as his req son for being here the story of Ara bella, which l aftsrward appropriated as joke and gave as my own reason related to Mr. Bland the fiction. about the artist and the besieging nov elists. We swapped stories when you edme. It was our merry little method of doubting each others word. Per haps it was bad taste At any rate. looking at it in the morning light, | am inclined to return Mir. BIand's Ara bella, and no questions asked. He is again the lovelorn haherdasher. l am inclined to believe. implicitly, your story. That is my proposItdon- No doubts of one another. We, are here for whatever reasons we say we are.D
 The professor nodded graveIy.
 Last night" went on MT. Magee. t.there was some talk between Mir. Bland and myself about one of us leaving the inn. Mr. Bland demanded it trust he sees the matter differ ently this morning. for one should be sorry to see him go.Y
 i've changed my mind,' z said MT. Bland. The look on his thin face was not pleasant one.
 t1 have letter to Mfr. Qufmby from my old friend, John Bentley z said the professor, which am sure will win me the caretaker's warm regard Z
 MT. Magee looked at Bland
 I'll get Andy Rutter on the wire,v said that gentleman "Quimby win listen to him, guess.
 Maybe" remarked Magee careless D f<z T311ff<,r
 He's manager of the inn when It's open answered Bland. He looked suspiciousIy at Magee- s1 only know him slightly he added.
 Those matters you will arrange for yourselves" MT. Magee went on. sI shall be very glad Of your company if you can fix it to stay. Believe it or notI forgot, we agreed to believe; didn't ?l am here to do some writ ing. I'm going up to my room now to do 8 little work All I ask of you gen tlemen is that, as a favor to me, you refrain from shooting at each other while I am gone. You see. I am try ing to keep crude neiodrama out of my stuff 7
 "I am sure" remarked Professor Bol- ton, that the use of firearms as means of social diversion between Mr. DAe~A4<A c HUI AA@J SC44 AS l4AIAOO&Ab O1s
 T hope so," responded Magee. There, then, the matter rests. We are here-that is all.. He hesftated, as though in doubt. Then, with a de cfsive motion, he drew toward him the New York paper. With his eyes on the headlines of the first page, he contfnued: "I shall demand no further explanations And except for this once shall make no reference to this story in the newspaper, to the effect that early yesterday morning in a laboratory at one of our leading uni versailles a young assistant instructor was found dead under peculiar circum- stances."s He glanced keenly at the bald headed little man across from hi=s- ''Nor shall I make conversation of the fact" he added, 'sthat the pro lessor of chemistry at the university, man past middle age, respected high ly in the university circle is missing"
 An oppressive silence followed this remark. MT. Bland's sly eyes sought quickly the professors face The old CT man sat staring at his plate; then he raised his head and the round spec tacles were turned full on Magee
 You are very kind,'' said Professor Bolton evenly.