Richmond times-dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1914-current, 1916-09-17

the press will be hooded with paragraphs
about Adrian. Boldero's new book fixed
it up with wittekind. sort of welcome
Doria smiled proudly. Pass Adrian's
'hiS Ssn $780,. .,,. 's..s ~ 49,, s's" =, i"
ferry.
And to The bewildermcnt of Barbara and
myself he snapped open the hasps of his
OF galley proofs fastened hy a clip at the
left-hand top corner. which he deposited on
eyeiids hutterea as She fingered the precious a
thing For moment wc thought she was
TO fs Thers hanG , m
Ger tips. She opened her eyes and smiled
wanly, and looked at the front slip of the
long proofs. AT once she sat bolt upright
THE Greater GLORY. But that wasn't
Adrians title. His title God. Who has
Her eyes flashed: her little body quivcrcd
She famed an incarnate Indignation. For
on me.
., II knew nothing Of the change" said i,
Many times before had l been forced to
disclaim Knowledge OF what Jaffery had been
"Wittekind wouldn', have the old title"
cried Jaffery eagerly The public are very
quarters it might be misunderstood"
Witektnd told dear Adrian that he
thought 1t perfect title"
Our dear Adrian" said 7. pacifcally was
a man of enormous Will power and perhaps
Wittekind hadn't the strength to stand up
"Of he hadn't" exclaimed Doria
"Of course he hadn't when adrian alive:
Adrian's dead. he thinks he is going to
do just as he chooses. He isn't! Not while
/ live lie isn't"
Jaffcry looked at me from beneath bent
hrows and his eyes were turned TO cold blue
steel.
Hillary" said he will you kindly tell
Dorin what found on Adrian's blottine
pad-the last words he ever wrote"
What he desired say was obvious
Ca 's,,a.,
found the words: The Greater Glory: 4
Novel by adrian Boldero,"
What has become of the blotting p;d?"
THE sheet seemed to be of value. so
we destroyed IL with lot Of other nim-
and came across further evidence. .
said Jaffery." of his intention to rename the
novel"
Doria's anger died away. She looked past
as into the void I should IKE to have had
bringing herself back to earth she legged
Janery'S pardon very touchinEly. Adrian 5
pnea in ten was e""m 1 I'M io4
she said. with catch In her voice, 'of my
dear husbands work You must forgive me.
I'm sure you've horc everything that was
right and good. Janciy" She held out the
great bundle and smiled. 81 pass the proofs
The good .humorcd giant Numbered away.
and Susan. hnding herself in undisputcd pos
session. took him OFF 10 remote recossea of
the kitchen garden. far from casual in
truders. Meanwhile | went on reading very
much puzzled. Naturally the style was no,
that Of THE Diamond Gate which was the
style Of Tom castleton add moi of Adrian
Boldero. But what | read the style OF
Adrian Boldero? This vivid. vrile opening ?
The scene Of the two dcrelicts who hated one
another. fortuitously meeting on the old
tramp steamer; This cumming evocation of
smells. jute, bilge water, the oils Of
the engine ROOM
After /, long spell, | took out my watch.
II was twenty past one. We lunchcd at half
past. rose. went toward the house and
came upon Jancry and Susan. The latter
! dispatched pcrcmptOriiy to her additions
Alone with Jafcry. | challenged him.
You hnlking baby, said !. whats tho
good Of pretending with me? why didn't
you tell me at once that you had written
it yoursclf?'
lie looked ~ ne anxiousIy. What makes
you think soy'
THE simple intelligence possessed by the
made reply. but stood staring at me in
ingenious discomfort. you couldn't have got
this out Of poor Adrian's mush: secondly
Adrian hadn't the experience of life to have
written 1t: thirdly. ! have read many bril-
liant descriptive articles In The Daily IiaZctt Ia
and have little difficulty in recognizing the
hand Of Jnfery chayne"
Good Lord said he. 1T isn't as OBJ
vioua AZ all that
laughed. Then you did write it,"
or course. he growlcd But ! didn't
want YOU TO know. tried to get as near
Tom Castlcton ! could. Look hcrc"-he
Rripped my shoulder--"if it's such trans
happen
My enthusiastic answer expressed the sin
certify Of my appreciation. lie positively
blushcd and looked at rather guilty
like a schoolboy detected in the act of help
ing old woman across the road
guests In the drawing room before dinner