Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-04-21

| stars came out; there was sound oN
rushing waters; and he knew no mores
WHEN Lord Ellsworth came to hiIns
w self, he was In bed. And, as ID
seemed q very good place to be, he re-
NAMED there. His head ached aboms
| inably, but he scarcely noticed this. 50
occupied was he with the thoughts that
surged inside it. He unused on young
Popjoy, he meditated on Sir Gregory
Parsloe- Parsloe, and wondered from
1t was a problem almost too nice for
human solution. Here, on the one hand.
you had a man who pestered you for
two weeks and wound up by nearly muir
dering you as you bathed, but who did
not steal pig men; there, on the other,
one who stole pig men, but who stopped
short of actual assault on the person.
He had Just remembered the lotion
and was wondering II this might not be
considered the deciding factor in this
contest for the position Of the worlds
premier blot, when the door opened and
the Hon. Freddie Threepwood msirl-
uated himself into the room.
II say, guv'nor."
"Well, Frederick"
Marrow squeak, that, you know"
"Bah!"
do you wish to thank your BRAVE
preserver?"
Lord Ellsworth plucked at the cows
erlet.
"If that young man comes near me-"
he said, II will not be answerable for the
consequences"
"Eh?" Freddie stared. Don't you
like him?"
Like him? I think he is the most
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II say, guv'nor."
"Well, Frederick"
That's all very well, you know,
guv'nor," said the Hon. Freddie. return.
ing to draw moral support from the feel
of the bed-rail, but after what's hap-
pened it looks to me as If you were Jolly
well bound to lend your countenance to
the union, If you know what mean?"
Union? What are you talking
about?" 3
"Why. Gertrude and old Beefers. Of
course"
who is old Beefers?"
ooh, I forgot to tell you about that.
This bird Popioy's name isn't Popjoy.
It's Bingham. Old Beefy Bingham.
You know-the fellow Aunt George
doesn't want to marry Gertrude"
"Eh?"
Throw your mind back. They
pushed her of to Blandings TO keep
her out of his way. And I had the idea
of sending him down here incog. to ir1s
grat:ate himself with you. The scheme
being that, when you learned to love
him, you would slip him job, thus
enabling them to get married"
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7 ORD EMSWORTH did not speak. It
- was not so much the shock
of this revelation that kept him dumb
as the astounding discovery that any
man could really want to marry Ger"
trude and any girl this Popjoy. Like
many a thinker before him. he was
feeling that there is really no limit to
the eccentricity of human tastes. The
thing made his head swim.
But when he had ceased swimming
he perceived that this was but one
aspect of the affair. Before him stood
! the man who had inflicted Popioy on
him. and. with something of King Lear
| in his demeanor, Lord Ellsworth rose
slowly from the pillows Words trembled
on his lips, but he rejected them as
| not strong enough and sought in his
| mind for others.
"You know, guv'nor," proceeded
| Freddie, there's nothing to prevent
you doing the square thing and linking
| two young hearts in the bonds of the
| love god. If you want to. / mean old
Braithwaite. at Much Matchinghan1,
has been ordered to retire by his doctor.
so there's a job that you've got to slip
to somebody"
Lord Ellsworth sank back on the
pillows. Much Matchingham?"
"Oh, dash it, you must know Much
! Matchingham, guv'nor. Where old Pars-
| loe-ParSloe lives
Much Matchingham!"
Lord Ellsworth was blinking. as TX
! his eyes had seen dazzling light. How
and lacking in faith he had been when
| he had said to himself in his folly that
Providence offers no method of retalia-
| ton to the just whose pig men have
| been persuaded by humanity'S dregs to
| leave their employment and seek adj
| vanced wages elsewhere. Conscience
could not bring remorse to Sir Gregory
Parsloe-Parsloe, and the law, in its i'm
perfect state, was powerless to punish.
But there was still way. With this
| young man Popjoy-or Bingham-or
whatever his name was, poking his nose
into everything, would Sir Parsloe-Pars-
loe ever draw another really free breath?
From his brief but sufficient, acquaint-
ance with Popjoy-Lord Ellsworth
thought not. The punishment was Sc
we're, but who could say that Sir Greg
| ory had not earned It?
"A most admirable idea" said Lord
Ellsworth, cordially. Certainly viii
give your friend the job"
you will?"
Most decidedly"
"At-a-boy, guv'norl" said Freddie.
"Came the daWnl"