The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-10-31

finding it dreadfully dull. But i'm afraid the Spanish romance is little lacking.- Thece no moonlight, no lat tice, no mantilla, no Spanish beauty" "No matter" Minot answered. "I never did care for Spanish types. They | flash like skyrocket, then tumble in the dark. Now, the home grown girls"-
 And nothing but tea," she interrupt ed. twill you have cup?" Thanks. Was it really very dull?' | "Yes. This book was to blame" She held up a novel. "What's the matter with it?" "Oh, it's one of those books in which the hero and heroine are forever .gaz- ing into each others eyes And they understand perfectly. But the reader doesn't. I've reached one of those gaz- l ing matches now" She was interrupted by the shrill l triumphant cry of a yachts siren at her back She turned her head. '"The Lileth," she said. "Exactly."e said Minot. "The bride groom cometn." Another silence. You'll want to go te meet him. Minot said, rising. He stood looking lat the boat, flashing gayly in the sun- shine "I'll go with you as far as the street."
 ''But-you know Lord Narrowly. I fleet him with me" Ut seems hardly the thing | But I'm not sentimental. And sure- l ly Allan's not" "Then I must be-" said Minot. Real ly-I'd rather not They went together to the street. At the parting of the ways Minot turned to her.
 q promised Lord Narrowly in New York" he told her, that you would have your lamp trimmed and burn ing"
 She looked up at him. A mischievous light came into her eyes. "Please-have you match?' she | asked.
 | It was too much Minot turned and lied down the street. He did not once look back, though it seemed to him that he felt every step the girl took across that narrow pier to her fiance's l side. As he dressed for dinner that night his telephone rang, and Miss Meyricks Evoice sounded over the wire
 "Harrowby remembers you very lpleasantly. Won't you join us at din. I ner?"
 Are you sure an outsider he be. gan.
 Nonsense. MT. Martin Wall is to be there"
 "Ah. thank you! I'll bs delighted ? Minot replied.
 In the lobby Narrowly seized his hand.
 "My dear chap, you're looking fit Great to see you again! By the way do you know Martin Wall?'
 "Yes. MT. Wall and met just be fore the splash" Minot smiled. He shook hands with Wall, unaccountably genial and beaming. "The Hudson MT. Wall, is bit chilly in February" | My dear fellow" said Wall, "car you ever forgive me? A thousand apologicsl It was all mistake, a hor rible mistake"
 T felt like rotter when I heard about it," Narrowly put in. "Martir mistook you for some one else. Yot must forgive us both
 Freely" said Minot. And I wan to apologize for my suspicious of you Lord Harrowby."
 Thanks, old chap"
 "I never doubted you would come after saw Miss Meyrick."
 "She is ripper, isn't she?" said liar rowby enthusiastically.
 Martin Wall shot a quick, almos hostile glance at Minot.
 You've noticed that yourself, haven you?' he said in Minot's ear
 At which point the Meyrick fam Y. arrived. and they all went in to dinner | It was aftcr dinner when they al stood together in the lobby a momen before separating that Henry Trimme made good his promise out of a clea sky.
 | Cynthia Meyrick stood facing tn others, talking brightly, when suddenl. her face paled, and the ffippant word died on her lips. They all turned in stantly. }
 Through the lobby, in buzz of ex cited comment man walked slowly hls eyes on the ground He was tall bio: Englishman. not unlike Lor' Narrowly in appearance. His gra. eyes when he raised them for mo ment were listless. his shoulders stoop ed and weary. and he had a long dropping mustache that hung like
 weeping willow above a particular, cheerless stream
 However, it was not his appearanc
 that excited comment and caused Mis-
 Meyrick to pale Hung over his shou
 ders was a pair of sandwich board such as the outchsts of great cit carry up and Eown the streets, and O.
 the front board. turned full towar Miss Meyrick's dinner party. wa printed in bold black letters: