The weekly Iberian. (New Iberia, La.) 1894-1946, 1920-01-24

THE bishop of Mona the Honor
able Andrea Pellor," said Trevor in
businesslike tones.
$50 pleased, my lord" said Andrea
with smile that turned into rip
! ping laugh. II beg your pardon"
she stammered "b-but s-surprise
doesn't go well with your face"
1t was true; the bishops astonish-
ment seemed to have startled his fea-
lures separately, scattering them over
his countenance at grotesque angles.
andrea" he gasped, Andrea Pellor y
Yes" said Trevor, that's the name.
Now, bishop, if you'll sit down, I'll
soon be able to satisfy you that the
arguments 1 used to get you here are
more than justified
Andrea Pellor" repeated his lord
ship.
"You have it correctly, bishop" as
sured Trevor. won't you take this
| chair?"
The bishops eyes gradually gath
cred themselves to a single focus on
Andrea's face. Young woman" he
said 'do you know that the entire
world has been perturbed for weeks as
to your whereabouts? Do you know
that your family has been suffering
agonies of suspense as to your fate?
Do you know that the man to whom
you are betrothed has offered thou
sand pounds for your discovery aliveE'
Andrea glanced triumphantly at Ire
vor. "a thousand pounds" she MUIR
INJURED
"Alive," he countered, also murmur-
ing.
The bishop raped on the table with
his knuckles. do you know all these
thiags?"
Andrea slipped from the table and
stood before her inquisitor. Its quite
natural !" she said in clean-cut tone
Trevor had never heard her use be-
fore, "that you should be little ex-
cited. OF course, I'm dying to hear all
the news about the world and dear old
Aunty Gwen and things in general, but
do let's sit down 1t always seems so
greedy to me to gossip standing"
She turned from him to the chair
that Trevor held for her and motioned
the suddenly tanned prelate to an
other. His lips had snapped shut at
the shocking asperson that he came
bearing tit-bits on his tongue and he
sat down on the extreme edge of the
indicated seat as though by his pose
he would register a continued but
silent protest.
"You wouldn't think to look at him."
said Andrea to Trevor, that in half
an hour he'll be taking comfort out of
that chair and out of good cigar and
out of a long drink" Her eyes
laughed at the bishop in just the way
to take the edge off her words.
He slowly smiled and just as slowly
slid back into the depths of the chair !;
his hands, without the aid Of his eyes,
found the box of cigars that Trevor
held out to him and his lips formed,
in reply to a murmured inquiry, the
following words, "a small one, please
not at all mahogany" Then he
turned to Andrea and said in louder
voice, Nov tell me all about it,
"There really isn't much to tell"
said Andrea. 81 was tired of dancing
and climbed down the cliff from the
hotel. 1t must have been about four
O'Clock in the morning. | found this
white man-his real name is Robert
Goldman Treyor-tinkering with an
airplane and / asked him to take
me with him and he did," She dropped
her eyes. snow he's agreed to marry
me-"
Trevor turned white-lipped from the
door where he had been giving an or
der to Bathtub. Andrea" he said, his
eyes blazing with anger, you will
please keep out of this conversation
until you are called upon for few
responses" He turned to the bishop
"Please overlook Miss Pellor's flip
pancy," he continued. "There is only
one reason why l should marry her
and she me and that is that we love
each other beyond the power of the
words TO express.
"But, my dear man." said the bish-
CD. Il know who Lady Andrea is,
only too well; the question is who. on
earth are you? take it I'm not wrong
in thinking that you have got me here
with the idea of persuading me to per-
form a ceremony which will shower
me with lime-light for the next six
months"
mine days is the accepted limit"
murmured Andrea and added hastily,
81 was just speaking to myself"
Trevor ignored her. "Your question"
he said to the bishop. sis natural
one." He went to the high desk, took
certain papers and, flushing slightly,
handed them to the bishop, who
glanced over them with undisguised
interest.
$50" he said finally, you are re-
tired officer of the Royal Flying Corps,
a D. S. o. and you also hold the croix
de guerrel" He tapped devils tattoo
on the arm of his chair and gradually
the furrow on his brow cleared and he
smiled. "Unexceptional credentials;
but as / am in peril of becoming
very much interested third party,
can not refrain from asking if you are
in a position to render such financial
comfort to this young lady and to her
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