The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-11-13
CHAPTER xV..
"A Rotten Bad Fit"

ENHI morning and went for walk Fl M along the beach. He had awak- t@ ened to black despair, but the sun and the matutinal breeze elevated his spirits considerably. Where was Allan Narrowly? Gone, with his we'd ding little more than tWenty-four hours l away If he should not return-golden 1 thought By his own act he would for felt his claim on Jephson, and Minot would be free to- f To what? Before him in the morning glow the great gray fort rose to crush his hopes. There on those slanting ramparts she had smiled at his declara- tion-sn1i1ed and labeled him foolish. We'll, foolish he must have seemed. But there was still hope. If only Allan Narrowly did not return.
 The first man Minot saw when he re- turned to the lobby of the De la Pax was Allan Narrowly, his eyes tired | with travel handing over suit case to an eager black boy.
 l What was the use? Iistlessly Minot l relinquished his last hope. He fol lowed Harrowby and touched his arm. | "Good morning." he said drearily. ''You gave us all quite a turn last night. We thought you'd taken the advice you got in the morning and cleared out for good"
 "Well, hardly" Narrowly replied "Come up to the room, old man. I'll ex- l plain there.''
 Before we go up," replied Minot, q want you to get Miss Meyrick on the 1 phone and tell her you've returned. l Yes-right away. You see-last night I l rather misunderstood-I thought you weren't Allan Narrowly after all-and I'm afraid I gave Miss Meyrick a wrong impression"
 By gad-I should have told her I was going,'t Narrowly replied. But I was so rattled, you know l He went into a booth. His brief
 talk ended, he and Minot entered the elevator. Once in his suit,1 Narrowly
 dropped wearily into chair. "Confound your stupid trains. I've l I'll tell you what carried me off. Yes
 terday afternoon I got message from
 my brother George saying he was on
 his way here."
 "Yes ?"
 Seems he's alive and in business in
 Chicago. The news excited me a bit
 old boy. I pictured George rushing ir
 here, and the word spreading that ]
 was not to be the Earl of Raybrook
 after all I'm frightfully fond of Miss Meyrick, and I want that wedding tc I take place tomorrow. Then, too there's i Jephson. Understand me-Cynthia is
 not marrying me for my title. I'd stake
 my life on that. But there's the ia 1 ther and Aunt Mary-and considering | the number of times the old gentleman l has forbidden the wedding already
 You saw 1t was up to you, fol
 once"
 Exactly. So for my own sake-anl
 Jephson's-I boarded a train for Jack
 sonville with the idea of meetine
 Georges train there and coming or
 here with him. 1 was going to ask ], George not to make himself known fol couple of days. Then 1 proposed t(
 tell Cynthia, and Cynthia only of his
 existence. If she objected all very HClI-DuC 1 LII SuIe SlC " OulOu L. fAAt
 I'm sure, too, that George would have
 done what I asked-hc always was 2
 bully chap. But--I missed him. These
 conf }.nded trains-always late. Ex
 cept when you want them to be.
 dare say George is here by this time? ? "He is" Minot replied. Game few
 hours after you left. And by the way l l arranged meeting for him witt
 Trimmer and his proposition The
 proposition fled into the night Ii
 seems he was the son of an old serv
 ant of your father's-Je bJ | name."
 Surely. Surely that was Jenkins
 I thought I'd seen the chap some
 where-couldn't quite recall. Well, al
 any rate, he's out of the way. Now
 the thing to do is to see good ole
 George at once"-