The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-03-08
 THE PRINCE OF AGR AUST TARK" By George Barr McCutcheon:
Copyright. 1914. by Dodd. Mead Company.


monts of Providence today" he re mind her. without them we might now be 1anguishing in jail and our l spotless names posted for speeding in the Place de POpera. BedeIia Guile and Rex Schmidt, malefactors-w would your father say to that?'' She smiled-a ravishing smile it was. His heart gave a stupendous jump. "He would say that it served me right" said she and then, ''But 1 what difference can it possibly make to you, MT. Schmidt, if the detectives continue to watch over me?"
 "None,'' said he promptly 'I sup pose they are used to almost anything in the way of human nature, so if they don't mind, I'm sure I shasn't I haven't the slightest objection to be- ing watched by detectives, if we can only keep other people from seeing us."
 Don't be silly" she cried. And let me remind you while think of it. You are not to call me Bedelia'' sfBedelia,'' he said deliberately. She sighed. .'I am afraid I have been mistaken in you" she said. He recalled Gourou's advice. Had he fail ed in the test? s'But don't do it again D
 Now that think of it,'' he said so- berly, you are not to call me MT. Schmidt. Please bear that in mind, Bedelia.'
 Thank you. I don't like the name. I'll call you''-
 Just then the footman turned on the seat and excited1y pointed to a car that had swung into the boulevard from side street.
 The man ihunters!" exclaimed Ro- bin. By jove, we didn't lose them after alI''
 sTo the Ritz, Pierre she cried out sharply. Once more she seemed per turbed and anxious.
 Her nervousness Increased as they sped down the Champs EIysees and across the Place de Ia Concorde. He thought that he understood the cause and presently sought to relieve her anxiety by. suggesting that she set him n.Somewhere along the Rue de Rivoli. She flushed painfully.
 'Thank you. MT. Schmidt, I--are you sure you will not mind ?''
 sfMay ask what it is that you are afraid of, Miss Guile?'' he inquired seriously.
 She was lowering her veil 'T am not afraid. MT. Schmidt she said. 'sI am a very, very guilty person, that's all. I've done something I ought not to have done. and Pm-Tm ashamed You don't consider me bold. silly
 ''Good Lord, nos'' he cried fer vently-
 @Then why do you call me Bede- Ha ?'' she asked. shaking her head.
 ssn you feel that way about it Fl humbly implore you to overlook my freshness he cried in despair.
 sWilI you get out here, MT, Schmidt" She pressed a button. and the car. swung alongside the curb.
 tsWhen am I to see you again?'' he asked. holding out his hand. She gave it firm, friendly grip and said:
 sT am going to Switzerland the day after tomorrow. Goodby." : CHAPTER XIV.
 Three Messages.
 s Robin approached the Ritz
 A tall young man emerged from A the entrance, stared at him
 for an instant and then swung of at rapid pace in the direction of the Rue de Ia Paix. He was the good looking young fellow who had met her at the steamship landing, and it was quite obvious that he had been making investigations on his own ac- count.
 Robin permitted himself a sly grin as he sauntered into the hotel. He had given that fellow something to worry about, if he had accomplished nothing else. Then he found himself wondering if by any chance it could be the Scoville fellow. That would be 8 facer.
 He found Quinnox and Dank await ing him in the lobby They were vis- ibly excited.
 tDid you observe the fellow who just went out?' inquired Robin, as- suming most casual manner
 "Yes, said both men in unison.
 sI think we've got some interesting news concerning that very chap" added the count, glancing around un- easily
 aPerhaps may be able to antici- pate it, count yentured Robin. ssPve an idea he is young ScoviIle, the chap who is supposed to be in love with Miss B1ithers-and vice versa" he concluded, with chucI1e.
 sWhat have you heard 27' demanded the count in astonishment.
 sLet's sit down" said Robin, at once convinced that he had stumbled upon an unweIcome truth. QuinnCx gravely extracted two or three bits of paper from his pocket and spread them out in order before his sovereign.
 ] ssRead this one first" said he grimly.
 :, It was 8 cablegram from their fnan- cial agents in New York city, and it said:
 MT B. making hurried trip to Paris 1 Just learned Scovi11e preceded Miss B. tc Europe by fast steamer and has been seen with her in Parts. B. fears an elopement, i Make sure papers are signed at once, as such contingency might cause B. to change ] his mind and withdraw if possible Robin looked up. fsI think this may account for the two n1anhunters said he. His companions stared.