Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1918-12-15
THE MAN WHO LOST n

phia that day would come when he
would be angry II servant did not
address him as my lord" he would
have thought you mad. Yet that day
had come. or was coming. and that
result Of snobbishness; it was the re-
suit of the knowledge of what was
due to Rochester. Arthur Coningsby
Delamere, twenty-first earl OF. from
whom he could not disentangle him.
self while acting his part.
He was awakened by Mr.. Church
pulling up his window blinds.
He had been dreaming of the board
Ing house in Philadelphia where he
used to live. Of Miss MIS- WIybrow: .t the
Miss Sparrow. Mr.. Moese--born Moses
MIR. Hoffman. the part proprietor of
Sharpes' drug store. Mrs. Berthe. and
the rest.
He watched while Mr.. Church passed
tray from the servant outside. and,
placing it by the bed. withdrew This
was the only mental service which Mr..
Church ever seemed to perform. with
in of papers and letters at breakfast
time.
Jones drank his tea. Then he got
up, went to the window. looked out
at the sunlit Green Park. and
ing. He felt extraordinarily fit. The
powerful good spirits natural to
him, a heritage better than a
fortune. were his again. Life seemed
game before him the only game worth
playing. 49,. o,,,,,. o.,.. ,.,. ~,
room and began to act. James was
the name of this individual. Dumb
this man always filled jones' mind
with wonderment; he seemed less a
man than a machine. But at least he
was a perfect machine
Fully dressed now, he was prepar-
the door and Mr.. Church came in with
a big envelope on a salver.
"This is what you requested me to
fetch from Jermyn street, my lord"
"Oh. you've been to Jermyn street,"
Eyes, my lord, directly I had served
"Good!" said Jones.
He took the envelope and, Church
and the Mechanism having withdrawn.
he sat down by the window to have a
look at the contents.
The envelope contained letters.
Letters from a man to woman.
Letters from the Earl of Rochester to
Sapphire Plinlimon. The most odious-
~ and awfully stupid collection of
be read by wigged counsel in divorce
court.
They covered three months, and had
been written two years ago.
parts, dwelling. He called her his
tickle teeny weeny treasure" Baby
language-Jones almost blushed as he
read.
"He sure was moulting," said he as
he dropped letter after letter on the
floor. "And he paid eight thousand
to hold these things blackwell, I
don't know, maybe I'd have done the
same myself 1 can't fancy seeing
myself in the Philadelphia Ledger
Of my name"
He collected the discriminating docu-
ments, placed them in the envelope
and came downstairs with it in his
Breakfast was an almost exact
duplicate of the meal Of yesterday; the
pile of letters brought in by Church
was rather smaller, however.
These letters were new difficulty.
they would all have to be answered.
the ones of yesterday and the ones of
today.
He would have to secure the serv-
ices of typist and a typewriter; that
could be arranged later on. He placed
them aside and opened a newspaper.
He was accustomed enough now to his
situation to be able to take an interest
in the news of the day. At any mo-
ment his environment might split to
admit of new Voles or Spicer, or
perhaps some more dangerous specter
engendered from the dubious past Of
Rochester; but he scarcely thought Of
this, he had gone beyond fear, he was
up to the neck in the business.
He glanced at the news of the day,
reading as he ate. Then he pushed
the paper aside. The thought had just
occurred to him that Rochester had
paid that eight thousand not to
shield woman's name but to
shield his own. To prevent that glib
berish being read out against him
in court.
This thought dimmed what had
seemed a brighter side of Rochester,
that obscure thing which Jones was
condemned to unveil little by little
and bit by bit. He pushed his plate
away, and at this moment Mr.. Church
entered the breakfast room.
He came to the table and, speaking
in half lowered voice, said:
Lady Pinlimon to see you, your lord
ship"
Lady Plinlimon?"
Eyes, your lordship. I have shown
her into the smoking room."
Jones had finished hrea fast HA