The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-05-30
TheAmateur Gentleman
BY jeffrey FarnoI
, exclaimed the Wis

Meredith" exclaimed the VS.
count.
Meredith, MUD; the lovely
Meredith, e seq, an then, as he
stood watchin' the chaiSe drive
away. may the best man w1n,' seq
e to himself, an that's me- seq e.
Boy said the viscount, have the
horses put to-at once.
Very good, MUD" and, touch
ing his small hat, Milo of Crotona
turned and set off as fast as his
small legs would carry him.
"Gad!" exclaimed his lordship,
this is more than bargained for.
I must be off"
Indeed said BarnabaS, who for
the last minute or so had been
watching a man who was strolllng
idly up the lane, tall, languld
gentleman in a jaunty hat. you
seem all at once in a mighty hurry
to get to London. !
"London!" repeated the viscount,
staring blankly. London? Oh, why
yes, to be sure, I was going to
London; but-hum-fact of the
matter is, I've changed my mind
about it, by dear Bev; I'm going
back. I'm following Carnaby."
Have you known many women,
Bev?"
NO" answered Barnabas; but
I have met the Lady Cleone--'
"Once!" added the viscount sig
nif1cantly.
"Once!" nodded Barnabas.
"Hum!" said the viscount.
And, therefore" added Barna-
bas. Il don't think that we need
fear Sir Mortimer as a rival"
That" retorted the viscount,
shaking his head, lis because you
don't know him-either.'
Hereupon, having come to the inn
and having settled their score, the
viscount stepped out to the stables,
accompanied by the round-faced
landlord, while Barnabas, leaning
out from the open easement, stared
idly into the lane. And thus he
once more beheld the gentleman in
the jaunty hat, who stood loung-
ing before the inn, glancing up and
down the lane in the attitude of
one who waits.
He was tall and slender, and clad
in tight fitting blue coat cut in the
extreme of the prevailing fashion
and beneath hi scurly-brimmed hat
Barnabas saw a swallow face with
lips a little too heavy, nostrils a
little too thin, and eyes little too
close together, at least, so Barna-
bas thought, but what he noticed
more particularly was the fact that
one of the buttons of the blue coat
had been wrenched away.
Now, as the gentleman lounged
there against the tree, he switched
languidly at a bluebell that hap
pened to grow within his reach, cut
it down, and with gentle, lazy taps
beat it slowly into nothingness
which done, he drew out his watch
glanced at it, frowned, and was in
the act of thrusting it back into
his fob when the hedge opposite
was parted suddenly and man
came through.
A wretched being he looked, dusty
unkempt, unshorn, whose quick
bright eyes cleaned in the thin oval
of his pallid face. At sight of this
man the gentleman's lassitude van
ished and he stepped quickly for
ward.
Well" he demanded, did you
find her?"
Yes, sir"
And cursed time you've beer
about it."
"Annersley is further than
thought, sir, and"
'Pah! no ma.>ar, give me hel
answer" and the gentleman held Out
a slim white hand.
"She had no time to write, sir,
said the man, "but she bid me tel
! you-"
''Damnation!" exclaimed the gen.
tleman, glancing toward him, mo-
here, come further down the lane,
and with the word he turned anc
strobe away, with the man at hi;
! heels.
To Be Continued)