The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-11-11


 stones below seemed to be repeating "Sh-sh,'' but Minot paid no heed to the warning.
 I've cared for you,' he went on, lever since that morning on the train when we raced the razorbacks-ever since that wonderful ride over God forsaken road that looked like heaven to me. And every time since that I've seen you I've known that I'd come to care more''-
 Weren't you overly chivalrous to a rival? Wouldn't what-what you are saying be more convincing if you had remained neutral?"
 q know I can't explain it to you now. It's all over, anyway. 1t was horrible while it lasted, but it's over now. I'm never going to work again for your marriage to anybody-except one man. The man who is standing before you, who loves you-loves you"-
 "If we were back on the train," she said, land all that followed could be different-and Narrowly had never been-I night
 "You might-yes?"
 T might not say what I'm going to say now, which is-hadn't we better return to the hotel?"
 "I'm sorry," remarked Minot. Sorry had the bad taste to say what have at this time-but if you knew and could understand-which you can't of course Yes, let's go back to the hotel
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 Considering what you have told me of-Harrowby," she said, "I shall be leaving for the north soon. Will you look me up in New York ?"
 "Thank you,' iMinot said. "1t will be very great privilege"
 Cynthia Meyrick entered the eleva. tor, and out of sight in that gilded cage she smiled twisted little smile.
 MT. Minot beheld MT. Trimmer and his proposition" basking in the lime. light of the De la Pax, and, feeling in no mood to listen to the publicity mans triumphant cackle, he hurried to the veranda There he found bellboy calling his name.
 "Gen'lemun to See you" the boy ex plained. He led the way back into the lobby and up to tall athletic looking man with ruddy, frank, attractive face
 The stranger held out his hand.
 "Mr. Minot?" he asked. "How dc you do, sir? I'm very glad to know you. Promised Thacker I'd look you up at once. Let's adjourn to the grill %J,o I. the, harbor, which somebody has re christened the Lleth." "Yes-I thought so," Minot replied I'm mighty glad you've come. A MT Martin Wall is posing as the owner just at present"
 ''So I learned from Thacker. Nerv1 lad, this Wall. I live in Chicago my self-left my boat-Lady Evelyn, called her-in the North river for tht winter in charge of caretaker. Thi. 1 Wall, it seems, needed boat for { month and took fancy to mine." The stranger leaned across the table "In the meantime" he said, T happe1 l to be interested in another matter 1 Whats all this talk about George liar rowby coming back to lifeT' "Well, there's a chap here," Mino explained, "who claims to be the eide brother of Allan Harrowby. His caus' is in the hands of an advertising ex pert named Trimmer" "Yes I saw a story in Washing ton paper
 | "This morning George Harrowby g. l called, confronted Allan Narrowly ain. 1 denounced Allan himself as fraud" ] The man from Chicago threw bacl l his head. and roar of Uncxpccte. laughter smote on MihoSs heaxing.
 ."Good joke" said the stranger.
 "No joke at all George was right at least, so it seems. Allan Harrowi, cleared out. this evening""
 'sYes. So I was told by the clerk there. Do you l,f"~a'1 n 'slow'-or AIlan?'
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