Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-11-05
Read 1t Here-Then See 1t All Presented in Won
derful Motion Pictures by c. Aubrey Smith,
Miss Eleanor Woodruff. Miss Florence Deshon
STRAND THEATRE, NOV. 27-26|
CHAPTER |.

parrot-tulips in my garden were ex-
panding themselves wantonly to the
sun. and the lilac and laburnum which
] caught, as I sat at my table, with the
tail of one eye, and the pink May
which 7 caught with the tail of the
other, doomed in splendid arrogance
my quiet outlook on greenery and color
wss obscured by human form.
glanced up at the obscuring hu-
man form and recognized my wife. She
looked, ] must confess, remarkably
pretty, with her fair hair and her
mocl1ing cornflower blue eyes, and her
mutinous mouth. which has never yet
latter all these years. assumed re-
sponsible parents austerity She wore
fresh white dress with coquettish
bits of blue about the bodice In her
hard she grasped a dilapidated news
paper
Am l disturbing you. Hilary"
You are. my dear" said l. but 1t
doesn't matter"
Have you read the paper this morn
ing"
"r'vo glanced through the Times"
said 7.
Then she held nlangled sheet of
the Daily Telegraph before my eyes.
"There!" she cried, what do you
think OF that"
a What do think of WHAT" I asked.
rers riding the acre Of print
Adrian Rolero has written a novel;"
Adrian ." sai6 T. We'll. NV dear.
what OF it Poor old Adrian is capa-
be OF anythina. Nothing he did would
ever surprise me"
barbara pished and insisted "Rut
thif iT apparently a wonderful novel.
heres whole column about it, They
sa' lfs the most astounding book pub
ished il our generation. Look! A
work of Genius"
Rubbish darling" said I. knowing
"T"%e the trouble to road the no.
fice,' said Barbara thrustine the DE-
pc at me in a superior manner
to9F 1t from her ard read. She
right. Somebody calling himself
N6"lan Eoldero had written novel
CO leo The Diamond Gate" which a
nsuaHN sane and distinguished critic
proclaimed to be a work of genius He
stetched the outline OF the story. indi
Gated its peculiar wonder The review
ir7 r~ossed me
uFarhara my dear" said l. this is
son Hhody else-not our Adrian"
How many neople ~ the world arc
cale' Adrian Boldero?"
thousands" said T.
She pfshed again and tossed her
pretty head
"1' &c and telephone straight awav
10 Adrian and find out ali ahort ~ !"
she departed through the library
door into the recesses of the bo,,so
Nnfte the telephone has It's being. r
,Sumed consideration Of my presiden-
aoqress. But Hafz eluded me
hnt Adrian occupied nv thonqbts
toof ur thu paper and read tbo ra,,io
am and the more I read the more
''@rr did it seem to me that ~
anthor Of The Diamond Cate, ana
tF Adrian Boldero could be one ard
the same '"e ana
You see. we had. all four ~ =.
Adrian. Jafferv Chayne. Tom r,a,., u.s.
toI and myself. been at Carbridga ~
ctfer and formed after the manner
of "oufh = somewhat inconer,n,,s
brotherhood uous
J., loho nuil-necked Jaffery who rowed
l., o'lIeEe noat and would certain
nhIF got his blue if he had boa,
.nehaole To discipline and, beca,,ee ba
W not got serft Gown inolorio,s',,
a"i the university at the beginning -,
iaird YEAR certainly showed "
Adrian was bit una cco,nt
hria. re wrote poems for the Cam
nl1dse Review, and became vice nrs.i
nent Of the union: but he rsn as
'"uSfN To fancy waistcoats ana .h',a
oereo at Dickens because his st1,1o 80
not mat OF Walter Pater. For rnysoIf
Hilary Freeth-weIl-T am bann,,
nonentitN ] have very mild schoI.
allE taste which sufficient private
means accruinC 70 me through nv lsto
fathers acumen in buying few foun-
oefS shares in a now colossal unfver
sa providing emporium enable me m
RTaufN J am q harmless person Of no
account. But the other three rnattered
Ihev were definite-.Iaffo,.r blatant
" definite. Adrian Bo1de.o in bjs
queer sllv way. incisipel,. definita.
Tom CastlAto" romanticalIv definite
ARD poor old Tom was dead.
II is Adrian" cried my wife burst
Ing into the library. I knew 1t was.
He has had several other glorious re-
views which we haven't seen. Isn't II
splendid?"
Splendid" 7 echoed ITO think of
old Adrian making good at last! I'm
more than glad. Telephone at once,
dear for COPY OF the book"
Adrian is bringing one with him.
He's coming down to dine and stay the
night He said he had an engagement.
but told him II was rubbish, and
he's coming"
Haven't you thought how delighted
Doria will he 30
81 haven't" said 7. 1--WE more i'm
portant things to think about"
But" said Barbara, "if Adrian
makes a, big success. they'll be able to
marry"
BY the afternoon train came Adrian,
impeccably vestured and feverish with
excitement
'"wittekind, my publisher. declares
It's going to be the biggest thing in
first novels ever known. And though
I say 1t as shouldn't, dear old Hilary"
he clapped me on the shoulder
sits fine book"
But, my dear fellow" ] asked, why
have you sprung this surprise on us?
] had no idea you were writing a
novel"
He laughed mo one had. Not even
Doria. 1t was on her account I kept
secret WI n oA
s'hle false homes. It's very simple. Be
sides. like being a dark horse IT'S
exciting. Don't you remember how
para1yzed you all were when 7 got my
First at Cambridge Everybody
thought hadn't done stroke of work
but had sweated like mad all the |
tirna?"
ihis was unite true tba sudden hr;t