The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-11-13

He went to the telephone and got his brothers room.
 George" A surprising note of af- lection crept into his lordship's voice. George, old boy. this is Allen. I'm waiting for you in my rooms"
 Dear old chan." said his lordship. turning away from the telephone. Twenty three years since he has seen one of his own flesh and blood! fwen- ty-three years of wandering in this God forsaken country-I beg your par don, Minot wonder what he'll say to me. I wonder what George will say after all those years"
 Nervously Allan Narrowly walked the floor. In a moment the door open ed and the tall, blonl Chicago man stood in the doorway His blue eyes glowed. Without word he came into the room and gripped the hand of his brother, then stood gazing as if he would never get enough. A
 And then George Narrowly spoke.
 ''Is that ready made suit you have on, Allan?" he said huskily.
 
 II thought so. It's a rotten bad fit, Allan. A rotten bad fit"
 Thus did George Narrowly greet the first of his kin he had sven in a quar- teer of q century. Thus did he give the lie to fiction and to Trimmer, writer of "fancy seeing you after all these years" speeches.
 He dropped his younger brother s hand aud strode to the window. He looked out. The courtyard of the De Ia Pax was strangely misty even in the morning sunlight Then he turned smiling.
 ''I thought you'd come at me with the title," said George Narrowly, drop ping into a chair. Don't go, Mir. Minot-no secrets here. Allan, you and your wife must come out and see us. Got a wife mysef-fine girl-she's from Marion, Ind. And I've got two of the liveliest little Americans you ever saw. Live in little Chicago suburb honey house, shady street, neighbors all from down country way.
 "You are Lord Narrowly, the next Earl of Raybrook. Take the title, and God bless you.'
 "But, George Allan objected, legal ly you can't
 Don't worry, Allan" said the man from Chicago, there's nothing we can't do in America, and do legally. How's this? I've always been intend ing to take out naturalization papers. I'll do it the minute I get back to Chi cago-and then the title is yours. In the meantime, when you introduce me to your friends here, we'll just pretend I've taken them out already" Allan Narrowly got up and laid his hand affectionately on his brother shoulder.
 You're a brick, old boy" he said. "You always were. I'm glad you're to be here for the wedding. How did you happen to come?' That's right-you don't know, do you? I came in response to telegram from Boyd's of New York" "From-er- asked Allan blankly.
 "Yes, Allan. That yacht you came down here on didn't belong to Martin Wall. It belonged to me. He made away with 1t from North river because he happened to need it. Walps a crook, my boy"
 "The Lileth your ship! My word!' He explained briefly how Wall had acquired Chain Lightning's collar and returned duplicate of paste in it's place The elder Narrowly listened with serious face.
 "It's no doubt the collar he was trail- ing you for. Allan" he said. And that's how he came to need the yacht. But when finally he got his eager fgers on those diamonds. poor old Wall must have had the shock of his Iife''
 Flows that?"
 Ut wasn't Wall who had the dupl! cate made It was-father-years ago when I was still at horne He wanted money to bet, as usual-had the dupli cate made-risked and lost"