The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-02-17
Comedy of Youth Founded by Mir Manners F1h Great Play the Same Title illustrations
 Photographs of the Play
Copyright. 1913. by Dodd. Mead . Company

 turn to in case like this.'' Jarvis, white haired, digni1ed but Ter, who had served the family man and boy, came in at this juncture with visiting card on salver
 Alaric picked it up and glanced at 1t. He gave an expression of disgust and flung the card back on the salver. Christian Brent.''
 For the first time Ethel showed mora than a passing gIeam of inter est. She stopped strumming the piano and stood up, very erect and very stiH. Mrs. Chichester rose too. sT can't see any one,' she said 1mperatively. -tNor I,'' added AIaric. s'I'm an strung up" He turned to Jarvis. '"TeH MT. Brent we're very sorry, but ''In see him." interrupted Ethel, all most animatedly. Bring Mr. Brent here, Jarvis'' As Jarvis went in search of MT. Brent Mrs. Chichester went up the great stairs. My head is throbbings Fll go to my room"
 Don't you worry. mater consoled Alaric. Leave everything to me I'll thrash the whole thing out
 As Mrs Chichester disappeared -Alar- fc turned to his calm sister, whOs ] strangely enough. was showing some 1 signs of life and interest Really going to teachY' 1 ~Yes."
 .sRightl I'll find something. boo- very likely a doctor. We'll pull through l somehow
 Ethel made motion toward the door as though to stop any further eonver- sation.
 .sMr. Brenes coming" she said, aI- most impatiently.
 Alaric started for the window lead- ing into the garden
 ssJolIy good Of you to let him bore I you. hate the sight or the beggar 1 myself Always looks to me like the first conspirator at a play"
 The door opened, and Jarvis entered I~and ushered in .Afr. Brent" Alaric hurried into the garden sl A few words of description of Chris tian Brent might be of interest since he represents a type that society al- ways has with it
 They begin by deceiving others they end by deceiving themselves Christian Brent was a dark, tense, eager, scholarly looking man of tWen- weight years of age. His career as Q diplomatist was halted at its outset by an early marriage with the only daugh- ter of a prosperous manufaeturet. Brent was moderately independent in his own right, but the addition of hlg wife's doWry seemed to destroy all ann bition. He no longer found interest tn carrying messages to the various lega- tions or embassies of Europe or in fill ing a routine position as some one's secretary. From being an intensely eager man of affairs he drifted into a r7 ing room-Where the close breath of some rare perfume meant more than , the clash of interests and the conquest of a woman greater than that of 2 ma tion.
 Just at this period Ethel Chichester was the especial object of his adora- ton
 Her beauty appealed to him.
 Her absolute indifference to him stung him as a lash It seemed to be little his powers of attraction. Conse quently he redoubled his efforts
 Ethel showed neither like nor dislike just a form of toleration. Brent oc cepted this. as a dog crumb, in the hope of something more substantda to follow. He had come that morn ing with a fixed resolve. His man ner was determined. His voice Wooec as a caEess He went tenderly tS Ethel the moment the door closed or Jarvis.
 .sHow are you7" he asked, and ther' was note of subdued passion ins hi tone.
 .'Fair." replied Ethel without evel looking at him.
 Where is your mother?" suggestini that much depended on the answer
 living down" answered Ethel truth fully and without any feeling.
 ''And Alaric 3
 ''In the garden"
 sGrhen we have moment or two alone?" Brent put a world of mean ing into the suggestion
 tsVery likely said Ethel, picking n a score of .Boheme'' and looking at as if she saw it for the first time, a the while watching him through be half closed eyes.
 Brent went to her. "Glad to SC mel" he asked
 ''Why not2'
 'I am glad to see you''-he bent ov0 her-tmore than glad"
 Really ?'' A He sat beside her. ''Ethel," be whi pered intensely. T am at-the eros roads.
 .'ohr' commenced Ethel. without an interest lH 1t came last night"
 "Did 1t?"
 "Fhis is the end-between sibyl an le myself" ly Is it' ero Be continasa.l