The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-11-02
TheAmateur Gentleman
BY Jeffrey Farnol

/ Jest as the coach vas s-drivin' of t
other 'un-the young 'un. give me
this. For Mr.. Bev1ey.' she SEE IN
whisper. and-here 1t be. sir"
INSTALLMENT ONE HUNDRED
THIRTY-SIX.
CAYING which, Master Milo
- handed Barnabss a small folded
paper wherein. scrubbed in Gle
ones well-knovn writing. we're these
three aphorisms:
Pride goeth before destruction,
and a naughty spirit before a fall.
"Selhshness shall find its own re-
ward.
Journeys end in lovers meet
ings."
Long stood Barnabas devouring
these words with his eyes; so puz-
lied and engrossed was he indeed
that not until Master Milo ventured
20 touch him on the arm did he
look up.
'Ere's is LuGship, sir" explained
Milo. Jerking his thumb towards the
open window. "a -drivin' up the av'-
moo. sir. in is phayton. and wiz Is
moo Vi-coun-tesS along of him -
and a regular 1gh-stepper she looks.
don't she Arter all. don't blame
i'm for goin' an doin' Of it, I don't.
Ye see. allus 'ad a tender spot for
Miss Clemency."
Surely" nodded Barnabas, look
ing where Milo pointed. surely she
is the handsomest. sweetest young
vlscountess in all England, Imp"
So saying. he strobe from the
room with Master Milo trotting at
his heels, and being come out upon
the terrace, stood to watch the
phaeton's rapid approach.
And, indeed, what words could be
found in any language that could
possibly do justice to the gentle,
glowing beauty of Mistress Glenn
ency Dare. transformed now, for
good and all. into Beatrix, Viscount-
ess Devenham?
And now, Master Milo has darted
forward and sprung to the horses
heads, for the viscount has leapt to
earth and has caught at Barnabas
with both hands almost before the
phaeton has come to a stand.
why, Bev-my dear old fellow,
this is a joyful surprise! oh, bruise
and blister mel" exclaimed the Wis
count, viewing 3arnabas up and
down with radiant eyes, Ito see you
yourself again at last-and or this
day of all days-this makes every
thing quite complete, y'know -
doesn't it. Clemency? Expected to
find you 4n bed. y'knOw-didn't we,
Glen. dear? And oh-egad, Bev-
er-my wife, yknOw. You haven't
heard. of course, that THAT We"
Yes. I've just heard" said Barn.
abss, smiling, and God knows,
Dick. I rejoice in your JOY and wish
YOU every happineSs!" And, speak
ing. he turned and looked into the
flushing loneliness of Clemency's
face.
Mr.. Beverley - oh, Barnabas -
dear brother she said softly, but
for you, this day might never have
daWned for us" and she gave both
her hands into his. "Oh, believe
me- in my Joy, as in my sorrow, I
shall remember you always"
And I. too, BevI" added the Wis
count.
" A ND" continued Clemency. her
"A voice a little fearful. what
ever happiness the future may hold
will only make that memory all the
dearer, Barnabas."
Cad. yes. that it will, Bev!"
added the viscount. And. my dear
fellow" he pursued. growing some
what incoherent because of his
earnestness, L want to tell you that
that because lin so deucedly
happy myself. y'know, I wish that
my luck had been yours-no, don't
mean that exactly. but what I
meant to say was that THAT you
deserve to-to-oh, blister mel Tell
him what I mean. Clemency, dear"
the viscount ended. little hoarsely.
ITO Be Continued