The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1934-06-11
TheAmateur Gentleman
By Jeffrey FarnoI

"Of course" sighed Barnabas, ION
a condition"
ION no condition, sir!"
THAT you remember my name is
Barnabas."
But 1 deteSt your name"
Il am hoping that by use it may
become a little less Objectionable,
said he, rather ponderously.
1T never can-never; and 1 want
my Observation-Disclosures"
60 Barnabas sighed again, and
- perforce gave the handkerchief
into her keeping. And now it was
she who smiled up at the moon;
but as for Barnabas, his gaze was
bent earthwards. After they had
gone some way in silence, he spoke.
Have you met-Sir Mortimer
Carnaby-often?" he inquired.
yes" she answered, then seeing
his scowling look, added, very
often indeed, sir!"
"Ha" said frowning Barnabas,
and he is one of the many who
have-told you of their lover"
Eyes"
Hum" said BarnabaS, and strobe
on in gloomy silence. Seeing which
she smiled in the shadow of her
hood, and thereafter grew angry all
at once.
And pray, why not, sir?" she de-
manded, haughtily, though, in
deed, it does not at all concern you,
and he is at least a gentleman, and
a friend of the prince"
"And has an excellent eye for
horSefleSh - and women" added
Barnabas.
Now when he said this, she mere
ly looked at him once, and there
after forgot all about him. whereby
Barnabas gradually perceived that
his offense was great, and would
have made humble atonement, yet
found her blind and deaf, which
was but natural, seeing that, for
her, he had ceased to exist.
But they reached a stile. 1t was
an uncommonly high stile, an awk-
ward stile at any time, more es-
pecially at night. Nevertheless, she
faced it resolutely, even though
Barnabas had cased to exist. When,
therefore, having vaulted over, he
would have helped her, she looked
over him, and past him, and through
him. and mounted unaided, con-
fident of herself, proud and SUI
premely disdainful both of the stile
and BarnabaS; and then-becauSe
of her pride, or her disdain, or her
long cloak, or all three-she slipped
and to save herself must needs
catch at Barnabas, and yield her
self to his arm; so, for a moment
she lay in his embrace, felt his
tight clasp about her, felt his quick
breath upon her cheek.
Then he had set her down, and
was eying her anxiously.
your foot, it is hurt?" he in
quired.
Thank you, no." she answered
and turning with head carried high
hurried on faster than ever.
"You should have taken my
hand" said he; but he spoke to
deaf ears.
"You will find the next stile
easier, I think" he ventured; but
still she hurried on, unheeding.
VOU walk very fast!" said he
i again, but still she deigned
him no reply; therefore he stopped
till he might see beneath her hood
Dear lady," said he very gently
eff offended you while ago-for-
give me-Cleone."
Indeed" said she, looking away
from him; sit would seem I must
be always forgiving you, Mr.. Bev-
erley."
why, surely it is womans priv
ilege to forgive, Cleone-and my
name"
And a mans prerogative to be
forgiven, I suppose, Mr.. Beverley
when he repentS as I do, Cleone;
and my"
oh! I forgive you," she sighed.
yet you still walk very fast"
'It must be nearly 10 O'clock"
81 suppose So" said Barnabas
land you will, naturally, be anxious
to reach home again."
ITO Pa rontiuuad