The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-09-17
The Amateur Gentleman
by Jeffrey farnoI

Lady Cleone wrote me also. This
letter came by the post this morn
ing?"
yes. sir"
And no other? It's very strangel'
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DUT here, the gentleman-in-
ID powder reappeared 20 say
that the Marquis of birmingham
desired to see Mr.. Beverley on a
matter Of Importance. and that
nobleman presenting himself, Pc
terby withdrew.
Excuse this intrusion, my dear
Beverley said the marquis as the
door closed, "doocid early I know.
but the-ah-the matter is pressing.
First. though, how's Devenham, you
saw him last night as usual, 1 sup
pose?"
Yes" answered Barnabas, shak-
ing hands. "he ought 10 be up and
about again in a day or two"
Excellent" nodded the marquis,
III run oye TO Half-moon street
this afternoon. Is scarborough
with him still?"
NO, his lordship left yesterday"
"Hai" said the marquis, and TAX
ing out his snUf-bOX. he looked at
it. tapped it. and put it away again.
Poor old Sling" said he gently, Il
miss him damnably, y know. Bev-
erly."
Marquis" said Barnabas, what
is it?"
We'll. I want you to do me a
favor, my dear fellow, and I don't
know how TO ask you-doocid big
favor-ah-I was wondering if you
would consent to-act for me?"
Act for you?" repeated Barnabas,
wholly as a loss.
Yes, d. you see. What, don't
YOU twig, Beverley, haven't you
heard?"
No" answered Barnabas, you
don't mean that you and Carnaby
are going-to fight?"
Exactly. my dear fellow. Of
counsel He fouled poor old Sling
at the wall, v knoW-you saw it,
I saw it, so naturally 1 NEAR to call
him to account for it. And he can't
refuse-I spoke doocid plainly, and
Whites was full. He has the choice
of weapOns-pistols 1 expect. Per-
sonally, I should ike it over as soon
as possible. and anywhere would do,
though Ethan for preference, Bev-
erley. So if you will oblige me"
But here, once again the gentle
man-in-powder knocked to an
nounce: Mr.. Tressider."
THE thinnish, youngish gentle
Il man in sandy whiskers en-
tered with a rush, but, seeing the
marquis, paused.
What. then-you're before me,
are you, Jerningham?" he ex-
claimed; then turning, he saluted
Barnabas, and burst into a torrent
Of speech. Beverley" he cried,
cursed early to call, but I'm full
o. news-burSting with it, damme if
I'm not-and tell it I must First,
then, by Gad!-it was at Whites
you'll understand, and the card
room was full-crammed, sir, curse
me if it wasn't, and there's Carnaby
and Tuition Green, and myself and
three or four others, playing hazard,
dye See-When up strolls Jerning-
ham here.
Its your play, Carnaby,' says 1.
Why then says the marquis-'why
then says he, look out for fouling!'
says he. cool as a cucumber, curse
mel 'Eh-what?' cries Tuition, why
what dye mean?' Mean?' says
the marquis. tapping his snuff-box,
I mean that Sir Mortimer Carnaby
is a most accursed rascal (your very
words. marquis. damme if they
WEREN'T. Highly dramatic, Bever-
ly-could have heard a pin drop
curse me if you couldn't! End of it
was they arranged a meeting of
course, and was Carnaby's second,
but"
WASP" repeated the marquis.
YES, was-for begad when I
called on my man this morning he'd
bOlted. damme if he hadn't"
Gomez" exclaimed the marquis
in blank amazensant.
ITO Be COntinued)