The evening world., 1915-02-04

then. hear" added Edsnborough. -
the champagne arrived. But only
wish you could take the fellow In
handl He really used to be decent
chap, but It would take even you all
your time 70 make him one again.
The crime doctor smiled ~ hs
mepts across the bubbles. n was
the smile Of q man with bigger fish to
fry. Yet 1t was he who came back
to the subject Of young LAverick.
asking X he had not . tutor or some
body to look after him. and what the
man meant by not doing his Job.
In an instant both the Edenbor-
oughs had turned upon their friend.
Poor Mr.. 6carth was not to blame!
Poor Mr.. Scarth, II appeared. had
school at which Jack LavericE ana
George Edsnborough had been boys.
He was = splendid fellow. and very
popular In the hotel but there was
nothing but sympathy with him In
tho matter under discussion. His
charge was OF ago. and In position
TO send him or at any moment, AZ
indeed he was always threatening In
his cups. But there again there was
q special dimculty; one cup was moro
than enough for Jack Laverici1. whose
weak head for wine was the only ex.
cuse for him.
yet there was nothing Of the kind
last year." said Mrs. Edenborough. In
q reversionary voice: "at least, one
never heard Of II. And that makes
Il al the harder on poor Mr.. Scarth." !"
Dollar declared that he was burn
Ing to mast the unfortunate gsntle-
man: the couple sxchanged glanoes.
and b was told to walt tai after the
concert, At which ~ had better sit
His face aength>nsd A. the prospect.
and the brides eyes sparixled ct his
expense. She would not hear OF his
shirlrin6 u, but went % Gar - 10 cut
dinner short IN order 20 obtain good
seats. She was one Of those young
women who have both q will and q
way With them, and Dollar soon
found himself securely penned In the
gallery Of an ambitious ballroom With
. stage at the other end.
The concert came up to his most
sardonac expectations. and he re-
aligned 0Amself to . boredom only In
tsnaned BY the behavior Of some
crvos humorists In the rows behind.
song, and each sarued Q moro
vocafsrous encore from those say
young sods.
A not unknown novelist told dialect
stories OF purely territorial interest;
Q lady recited with astounding spirit
another nddlsd. no less oouraSeously
but the back rows of the gallery were
quite out Of hand when . black-avissd
gentleman took the stage and had not
opened his mouth bsfors those back
rows were rows Of 6atan's Esprovins 4
sin and clsppang with unsophisticated
gusto.
"who's thssr asked Dollar. In
stantly aware Of the change behind
him. But even Lucy Edenborough
would only answer. Hush. Doctors!
as she bent forward with shining
eyes. And certainly q hairpin could
not have been dropped unheard before
the dark performer relieved the ton.
sion by plunssns into q scene from
II was the soens of Mr.. Jinsls'i
monologue on the Rochester coach
and the immortal nonsense was inim
been less like the emaciated proto
type than this tall, tanned man. with
the short black mustache. and tn
nashing teeth that bit OF every wort
J with ineffabls snap and point. i.
"Mothsr-tAll lady. eating sand
. wiches-forgot the arch-crash-.
knook-chiidren look round--mother'
head on-sandwich In her hand-n'
mouth TO put II in"--- and his owl
: grim one only added TO tho fun an
! OwOlied the roar.
} He waited darlEly for them to stor
the wilfui s6scnce Of any amussmen
ON his side enormously increasin
. that Of the audience. But whom
came 10 the episode Of Donna Chris
} tina and the stonAch- pump. with tn
, culmina&ing discovsry OF Don Bolar
) ySssgig IN xhe main pipe Of the .pubn
/ house oyeurually drew Z, n the cths