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By
EARL BERR B1SGERS
Author of
SEVEN KEYS TO BALDPATE
Copyright, 1914, the Robbs-Merrill
Company
CHAPTER V.
Trimmer Throws His Bomb.
T happened to lie as a very se
rious minded girl that Miss
Merrick opened her eyes on
Tuesday morning. She lay for
a long time watching the Florida sun
shine, spoken of so tenderly In the
railroad's tome oa books, as it danced
The Lileth.
across the foot of her bed. Today the
Lileth was to steaiu into San Marco
harbor! Today her bridegroom was to
smile his slow British smile 011 her
once morel She recalled these facts
without the semblance of a thrill.
Mr. Miuot, after n lonesome If abun
dant breakfast, was at this moment
strolling across the hotel courtyard to
ward yesterday morning's New York
papers. As he v. is'ked ihe pore prom
ises of Mr. Trimmer ailed his mind.
What was the proposition Mr. Trim
mer had in tow? How would it affect
the approaching wedding? And what
course of action should the representa
tive of Jephson pursue when it was re
vealed? For in the sensible light of
morning Dick Minot realized thatwhllo
he remained in San Marco as the
guardian of Jeplison's interests he
must do his duty. Adorable Miss Mey- i
rick might be. but any change of mind
on her part must be over his dead body.
A promise was a promise.
At the newsstand Minot met Jack
I'addock, jaunty, with a gardenia in his
buttonhole and the atmosphere of pros
perity that goes with it.
"I haven't seen you since we left col
lege, have I?" said I'addock. "Well,
Dick, for a couple of years I tried to
make good doing fiction. I turned
them out by the yard—nice quiet little
tea table varus, with snappy dialogue.
Once I got $S0 for a story. It was hard
work—and 1 always yearn for the pur
ple, you know."
"I know," said Miuot gravely.
"Well, I've struik it, Dick. I've
strut k the deep purple with a loud, if
sickeuiug, thud. Hist! The graft I
mentioned yesterday." lie glanced
over his shoulder. "Bemember Mrs.
Bruce, the wittiest hostess in San
Marco ?"
"Of course I do."
"Well, I write her repartee for her."
"Iler what?"
"Her repartee —her dialogue — the
bright talk she convulses dinner tables
with. Instead of putting my smart
stuff into stories at eighty per 1 sell it
to Mrs. Bru e at—I'd be ashamed to
teil you, old man. I remarked that it
was essentially soft. It is."
"This is a new one on me," said Mi
not, dazed.
A delighted smile spread over Mr.
Paddock's handsome face.
"Thanks. That's the beauty of it
I'm a pioneer. There'll be others, but
I was the first. Consider the situation.
Here's Mrs. Bruce, loaded with dia
monds and money, but tongue tied in
company, v.ith n wit developed In a
small town. Bright, but struggling,
young author comes to her—offers to
make her conversation the sensation of
the place for a few pesos."
"You did that?"'
"Yes; I ask posterity to remember it
was I who invented the graft. Mrs.
Bruce fell on my fair young neok.
Now she gives me in advance a list of
her engagements, and for the impor
tant ones I devise her line of talk.
Then, as I'm usually present at the oc
casion, I swing things round for her
and give her her cues. If I'm not
there she has to manage it herself.
It's a great life, only a bit of a strain
on me. I have to remember not to be
clever in company. If I forget and
spring a good one she jumps on me
proper afterward for not giving it to
her."
"By (he way," Paddock said, "you
haven't told me what brought you
south?"
"Business, Jack," said Minot "It's
a secret. Terhaps I can tell you later."
"Business? I thought, of course, you
came for pleasure."
"There'll be no pleasure In this trip
for me," said Minot bitterly.
"Oh, won't there?" Paddock laughed.
""U'alt till you hear Mrs. Bruce talk.
See you later, old man."
At luncheon they brought Mr. M idiot
a telegram rrom a certain seventeentn
floor In New York, an explosive tele
gram. It read:
Nonsense. Nobody here to tako your
piftce. See It through, You'vo /riven your
word. THACKER.
Gloomily Mr. Mlnot considered. What
was there to do but see It through?
Even though Thacker should send an
othor to take his place, could ho stay
to woo the lady he adored? Hardly.
In that event ho would have to go
away—never see her again—never hear
her voice. If he stayed as Jephson's
representative he might know the glo
ry of her nearness for a week, might
thrill at her smile even while ho work
ed to wed her to Lord Harrowby. And
perhaps— Who could say? Hard as
he might work, might he not bo thwart
ed? It was possible.
So after lunch he sent Thacker a re
assuring message, promising to stay.
And at the end of a dull hour in the
lobby he set out to explore the town.
The Mermaid tea house stood on the
water front, with a small second floor
balcony that looked out on the harbor.
Passing that way at 4:30 that after
noon Minot heard a voice call to him.
He glanced up.
"Oh, Mr. Mlnot, won't you come Into
my parlor?" Cynthia Meyrlck smiled
down on him.
"Splendid!" Mlnot laughed. "I walk
forlorn through this old Spanish town.
Suddenly a lattice is thrown wide, a
fair hand beckons. dash within."
"Thanks for dashing," Miss Meyrlck
greeted him on the balcony. "I was
finding it dreadfully dull. But I'm
afraid the Spanish romance is a little
lacking. There s no moonlight, no lat
tice. no mantilla, 110 Spanish beauty."
"Xo matter," Minot answered. "I
never did care for Spanish types. They
flash like a skyrocket, then tumble In
tho -dark. Now, the home grown
girls"—
"And nothing but tea," sue interrupt
ed. "Will you have a cup?"
"Thanks. Was it really very dull?"
"Yes. This book was to blame." She
held tip a novel.
"What's the matter with it?"
"Oh, it's one of those books in which
the hero and heroine are forever 'gaz
ing into each other's eyes.' And they
understand perfectly. But the reader
doesn't. I've reached one of those-gaz
ing matches now."
She was interrupted by the shrill
triumphant cry of a yacht's siren at
her back. She turned her head.
"The Lileth," she said.
"Exactly," said Mluot. "The bride
groom cometn."
Another silence.
"You'll want to go to meet him,"
Mlnot said, rising. lie stood looking
at the boat, flashing gayly in the sun
shine. "I'll go with you as far as the
street."
"But—you know Lord Ilarrowby.
Meet him with me."
"It seems hardly the thing"—
"But I'm not sentimental. And sure
ly Allan's not."
"Then I must be," said Minot. "Real
ly—I'd rather not"—
They went together to the street. At
the parting of the ways Minot turned
to her.
"I promised Lord Ilarrowby in New
York," he told her, "that you would
have your lamp trimmed and burn- ;
lug."
She looked up at him. A: mischievous
light came into-her eyes.
"Please—have you a match?" she
asked.
It was too much. .Minot turned and
fled down the street. He did not once
look back, though ft seemed to him
that he feist every step the girl took
across that narro\v»pier to her fiance's
side.
As he dressed for dinner that night
his telephone r&ng, and Miss Meyrick's
voice- sounded tover the wire.
"Ilarrowby remembers you very
pleasautly. "Won't you join us at din
ner?"
"Are youisure an outsider"— he be
gan.
"Nonsense. Mr. Martin Wall is to
be there."
"Ah, thank you! I'll beidelighted,"
Minot replied.
In the lobby Harrowbyt seized his •
hand.
"My dear chap, you're* looking fit.
Great to see you again! By the way,
do you'know Martin Wall?"
"Yes. Mr. Wall and I met Just be-'i
fore the splash," Minot smiled. Hej
shook hands with Wall, unaccountably -
genial and beaming. "The Hudson,'
Mr. Wall, Is a bit chilly iin February." J
"My dear fellow." said Wall, "can
you ever forgive me? A thousand,
apologies. It was all a mistake, a hor- ,
rible mistake."
"X felt like a rotter when I heard i
about It," Harrowby put ii>. "Martin j
mistook you for some one else. You;
must forgive us both."
"Freely," said Minot. "And I want!
to apologize for my suspicions of you, i
Lord Ilarrowby."
"Thanks, old chap."
"I never doubted you would come—
after I saw Miss Meyrick."
"She is a ripper, isn't shel?" said Har
rowby enthusiastically.
Martin Wall shot a quick, almost
hostile glance at Minot
"You've noticed that yourself, haven't
you?" he said in Minot^s ear.
At which point the Meyrick family
arrived, and they all went in to>dlnner.
It was after dinner when they all
stood together in the lobby a moment
before separating that Henry Trimmer
made good his promise out of a clear
sky.
Cynthia Meyrick stood facing the
others, talking brightly, when suddenly
her face paled, and the'flippant words
died on her lips. Thjey all turned in
stantly.
Through the lobby, in a buzz of ex
cited comment, a man walked slowly,
his eyes on the ground. He was a tall,
blond Englishman, not unlike Lord
narrowly in appearance.. .His gray
? * -
eyes when He raised' tlicm for a mo
ment were listless, Ills shoulders stoop
ed nnd weary, nnd he had a long,
drooping mustache that hung like a
weeping willow above a particularly
cheerless stream.
However, It was not his appearance
that excited comment nnd caused Miss
Meyrlck to pale. Hung over his shoul
ders was a pair of sandwich boards
such as the outcasts of a great city
carry up and down the streets, and on
the front board, turned full toward
Miss Meyriek's dinner party, was
printed in bold black letters:
t
AM
THE
REAL
LORD
HARROWBY
With a little gasp and a murmured
apology Miss Meyrlck turned quickly
and entered the ele-rtor. Lord Hnr
"Th« Liloth," she said.
rowby stood like a man of stone, gaz
ing at tlio sandwich boards.
It was at this polut that the hotel
detective sufficiently recovered himself
to lay eager hands on the audacious
sandwich man and propel him violent
ly from the scene.
In the background Mr. Minot per
ceived Ilenry Trimmer, pulling excit
edly on a big black cigar, a triumphant
look on his face.
Mr. Trimmer's bomb was thrown.
There was suppressed excitement in
the hotel next day when Lord Ilarrow
by refused to meet the claimant to his
title.
The drowsiness of a Florida midday
was In the air. Mr. Minot lay down
on his bed. A hundred thoughts were
his —the brown of Miss Meyrick's
eyes, the sincerity of Mr. Trimmer's
voice when he spoke of his proposition,
the fishy look of Lord Ilarrowby re
fusing to meet his long lost brother.
Things grew hazy. Mr. Minot slept
On laorioR Lord TTflrrnwliv'8 rooms
IM\
10©
lutfROVIEtf
Lord Harrowby Stood Like a Man of
Stone, Gazing at the Sandwich
Boards.
Mr. Martin Wall did not immediate;;'
set out for the Lileth, on which he liv
ed in preference to the hotel. Inste: d
he took a brisk turn about the spacioui
lobby of the L'e la Pas.
The courtyard of the Hotel de la
Tax was fringed by a series of modish
shops, with doors opening both on the
courtyard and on the narrow strc.t
outside. Among these, occupying u
corner room, was the very smart jewc'
shop of Ostby & Blake. Occasionally
In the winter resorts of the south orn
may And jewelry shops whose stocks
would bear favorable competition with
Fifth avenue. Ostby & Blake conduct
ed such an establishment..
(Continued Tomorrow)
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