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EVENING LEDGER PHILABELPHIA, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 13, 1915.
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j A Talo of 19th Century Englnnd, Full of the Thrills of Adventure and Spirit of Romnnce
Copyright, IDIS, Little. Drown A Co.
Peter Vlbart, an Kngllth ecnolar, de
tndent upon Ma uncle. Sir Cleorge Vlbart,
Mtqueatneil only 10 gulneaa (7fl) toy tna
eM man, Maoric c muck") vioart, a no--torleue
rrle fighter and rake, a couetn
if reter la lert 20,000 pounde (Itoo.rwo).
The will eleo provides 1300.000 (or tha ena
who merrlee the Ldr Hotihla Befton within
a rtr Peter, agnlnit tha prnteetatlone o(
hie old friend with whom he Iliad, Blr
''rne Uroad Highway ot Kent and live.
:il clahi to work attar tha money la (one.
nv t telle of hla lL..lnr advnturee
until ha reer;ee Sleelnghurst villain where
' hi becomee a blacksmith In tha emptor ot
r "mark". Oeorge. Tatar roee to live In a
r "haunted ' houee In a hollow The prin
cipal (eaiura In tha flrat book la that Peter
l three tlms mletaken lor hie coualn
MaurKe, ine only umciciiiv urvwect, ttt
two le that Peter la clean ehaven and
llavrlce nee beard. .,....
Peter, at tha Veglnnlnr ot.DooV II, la
midenlr awakened by a min'i voles tall.
Inc "Charmtanl" Ruining from hla bed
room, he flnde a etrenge woman about to
thnot at a man entering hie home. It la hla
eoueln Maurice, whom he brata Into In
fimlblllty alter a fierce etruggle. A poa
tilien hrpe rater remove the proetrate
""Black" George, whoee Jealouiy ot reter
bee ben growing eteadlly, auddenly leavee
the thop. Prudence, who lovee Oeorge.
remei to Tettr for adlce. and the two
decide to Indue him to return. Oeorge.
however, le convinced that Trudence and
T-ir are In love.
A few nljhta later reter meet! a broom
vender, who tella htm trU "Black" Oeorge
Hn vowed to fight "Se ceve" who haa
Helen hla sweethearts love until one or
tha other le dead.
. One morning, while Veter le at work, the
reetlllon who helped him remove Maurice a
body looka In. The poetlllon trlee, Mlnly,
tn bribe Peter Into telling him where
Chrmlan le. ,
That night reter meete "Black" Oeorge.
and after a terrlflo fight, lasting until
beth men are nearly eihaueted, the Utter
niniiti to land a tremendoue blow on
Peter! head. Peter falle aa If dead. When
' he regains contcloueneae he le In Char
mlan'e arma. .....
Peter, fearful that Maurice may return,
glrre Chirmlan an old platol with which to
frotect hcreelf
BOOK II.
CHAPTER XXIII-(Conttnucd).
IHTTES, reter." She was busily cm-
JL plocd upon a piece of embroidery.
find began to sing noftly to herself again
a sho worked, that old sons which
worthy Mr, Pcpys mentions having heard
ifrom the lips of mlschlcvous-cycd Nell
IGwynn.
"In Bcarlet town, where I wae bom,
ThrA kii a fair maid dwellln.
Made eiery jouth cry Well-a-wayt
Her name Barbara 'Allen."
"Are you so happy, Charmlan?"
"Oh, sir. Indifferent well, I thank you.
"All In the merry month of May
WUCn Kiev" uuu- mry n?i? Dncuill
Toung Jemmy drove on hla bcath-bed lay,
For love of Barbara Allen.
"Are you so miserable, Peter?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because you sigh, and sigh, like
(poor Jemmy Grove In the song."
"He was a fool I" saia J.
"For sighing, Peter?"
"for dying,"
"I suppose no philosopher could ever
lb so-foolish, Peter?"
"No." said i; "certainly not!"
"It Is well to be n philosopher, isn't It,
EFeter?"
MR "Humr- sam j, ana once more sot
about lighting my pipe. Anon I rose
s, and. crossing to the open door, looked
By JEPFERY FARNOL
the wild face below, "tomorrow I will go
far hence."
Now while, I yet gazed at myself I
heard n. sudden gaap behind, and, turn
ing, beheld Chnrmlan.
"Peter' Is It you?" sho whispered,
drawing back from me,
"Who else, Charmlan? Did I startle
you?"
"Ves-oh, Peter!"
"Are you afraid of me?"
"You are like one who has walked with
-death!"
I rose to my feet and stood looking
down at her.
"Are you afraid of me, Charmlan?"
"No, reter."
"I am glad of that," said I, "because
I want to ask you to marry me, Char
mlan."
CHAPTnrt xxv.
'QUTGni"
XT "year
"I wish you wouldn't."
"Wouldn't what, Charmlan?"
"Btlr your tea round and round and
round It Is really most Exasperating i"
"I beg your pardonl" said I humbly.
"And you eat nothing; and that is also
exasperating!"
"I am not hungry."
"And I was so careful with the bacon
sec it Is fried beautifully cs, ou are
very exasperating, Peter!"
Here, finding I wns absent-mindedly
stirring my tea round and round again,
I gulped It down out of the way, where
upon Charmlan'toolr my cup and refilled
It; having done which, she set her elbows
upon the table, and, propping her chin In
her hands, looked at me.
"Von climbed out through your window
last night, Peter?"
"Tea."
"It must have been a dreadfully tight
squeeze!"
"Ves."
"And why did ou go by the window?"
"I did not wish to disturb you."
"Thnt was very thoughtful of ou only,
you see, I was up and dressed; the roar
of the thunder woke me. It was a dread
ful storm, Peter,"
"Yes."
"Tho lightning was awful!"
"Yes."
"And you were out In It?"
"Yes."
"Oh, you poor, poor Peter! How cold
you must have been!" -
"On the contrary," I began, "I"
"And wet, Peter miserably wet and
clammy!"
"I did not notice it," I murmured.
"Being a philosopher, Peter, and too
much engrossed In our thoughts?"
"I was certainly thinking."
"Of yourself!"
"Yes-"
"You are a great egoist, aren't you,
Peter?"
"Am I, Charmlan?"
"Who but an egoist could stand with
his mind so full of himself and his own
concerns as to be oblivious to thunder and
"Do you ever see any any men lurking about the hollow?"
put Unon the summer night, and slched."
and coming biick sat 'watching Charm-
rian-g ousy ringers.
''Charmlan." said I at last.
Ic "Yes. Peter?"
Li ; "Do you ever see any any men
H'uming about tha Hollow when I am
Laway?" Her needle atoPDed suddenly.
land the did not look up as she answered:
It "No. Ptar!"
"Never? nrA vmi hup nhnpminn?"
The needle began to fly to and fro again,
ewttt.still she flld tint InnW nn.
if "No of course not how should I see
P,Miy one? I scarcely go beyond the Hol-
w, ana rm busy all doy."
r'A Eve a Eve!" said a voice In my
r. "Eve tricked Adam, didn't shc?-a
.'"
After this I sat for n. lone time without
wring, my rolnd harassed with doubts
no. a hideous, morbid dread. Why had
W avoided my eye? Her own were pure
Rd truthful, nnri rnliM tint lint Whv.
hy had they avoided mine? If only she
r-w looked at met
lUPrrsentlv T rrMA nnd tieirfin in nne nn
Ifcnd flown the room.
rre.iou ar very restless, Petcrl"
rr'YS," said I. "vh.I fear I am vou
"let pardon me "
m.r"y not read?"
liook'4 l hsa not lh0UBbt ot my
E;Pn.rea(1 me something aloud, Peter."
win reaa you the sorrow of Achillea
,S0r the 1ib m tiji tk ..I., t ... -.-
?c into the corner, I raised my hand to
m shelf of books-and stood there with
?nd upraised yet touching no book, for
sudden spasm seemed to have me In
SJflutchei, and once again the trembling
Pea me, and the hammer had recom-
jicea its beat, biatlng upon my brain.
7". "i a while, I turned from my
na, crossing to tha door, leaned
with mv back to her. lest she should
' nyr face Just then.
-A oon t think I-will read-tonlghtl"
L '. at last.
jry well, Peter, Jet ua talk."
laiay- said I; "I-I think I'll go to
Pray." I went on hurriedly, for I
wnscious that she had raised her
no wm looking at me in some
J,, pray excuse me I'm very
CO. Whlld ahe vet atapd at me.
w4 away and, (numbllng a good-
t. Wne Inln ... t.H.k. ... .In..
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Lf" door, leaned against It. for my
r was sick with dread, and sorrow,
I Kreat anguish, for now I knew that
rsn nao, lien (o me-roy Virgil kook
'( movea from lt usual place.
CUAPTBrt XXIV
JMORROW" said I. clenching my
, flats, "tomorrow I will go away!'
ing now come to the Hollow I turned
jo me brook at that place whera
the pool In whlrh i an wont to
Orm mv tnnralnir nViltitlnnai and.
jUrtg down. I gased at tayU In the
lT,"' i Indeed, set Its mark upon me.
"vuow," saUl I agKln. MCMMHWf w
lightning, and not know that he Is mis
erab!y clammy and wet?"
"I thought of others besides mself."
"But only in connection with yourself;
everything you have ever read or seen
you apply to .yqurself, to make that self
more worthy In Sir. Vlbart's eyes, Is this
worthy of reter Vlbart? Can Peter
Vlbart do this, that or the other, and
still retain the respect of reter Vlbart?
Then why, being In all things so very
correct and pieclse, why Is Peter Vlbart
given to prowling abroad at midnight,
quite oblivious to thunder, lightning, wet
and clamminess? I answer: Because
Peter Vlbart Is too much engrossed by
Peter Vlbart. There! thnt sounds rather
cryptic and very full of Peter Vlbart; but
that la as It should be," and she laughed.
"And what does it mean, Charmlan?"
"Good sir, the sibyl hath spoken! Find
her meaning for yourself."
"You have called me, on varloua oc
casions, a 'creature, a 'pedant' very fre
quently a 'pedant,' and now, It seems J
am an 'egoist,' and all because"
"Becauso you think too much, Peter;
you never open your lips without halng
first thought out Just what you are go
ing to say; you never do anything with
out having laboriously mapped It all out
beforehand, that you may not putrage
Veter Vlbart's tranquillity by any im
pulsive act or speech. Oh! you are al
ways thinking and thlnklng-and that Is
even worse than stirring, and stirring
at your tea, as you are doing now," I
took the spoon hastily from my cup, and
laid It aa far out of reach as possible,
"If ever you should write tho book you
once spoke of, It would be Just the very
sort of book that I should-hato."
"Why, Charmlan?"
"Because It would be a book of art
fully turned phrases; a book In which all
tho characters, especlilly women, would
think and- speak and act by rote and
rule as according to Mr, Peter Vlbart;
It would be a scholarly book, of elaborate
finish and care of detail, with no lr.
regularities of, style or anythlpg else to
break the monotonous harmony of the
whole-lndeed, sir. It would be a most
unreadable book!"
("Do you think so, Charmlan?" said t,
once more taking up the teaspoon. '
Why, of course!" she answered, with
raised brows; "It would probably be full
of Greek and I-atln quotations! And you
would polish and rewrite It until you had
polished ivry vestlga of life and
spontaneity out of t, as you do out of
yourself, with your thinking and think-
,n" . .
"But I never quote you preek or
Latin that la surely something", and, aa
fyr thinking, would you have me a
thoughtless fool or uu Impulsive ass?"
"Anything rather than calculating, In.
trospeetlve philosopher, seeing pnly the
tnota in the nunbcara, pnd nothing of the
glory" Here Mho gently disengaged tha
teaspoon roro my finger and laid It In
fewr own MUCr, fcavlavr do which -
sighed, and looked at mo with her head
to one side. "Were thcyi all like you,
Peter, I wonder those old philosophers,
grim and atern, and terribly repressed,
with burning eyes, Peter, and with very
long chins? Hplctctus wns, of course'"
"And jou dlsllko Kplctetus, Charmlan?"
"I detest him! He was Just the kind
of person, Peter, who, being unable to
sleop, would hae wandered out Into a
terrible thunderstorm, In tho middle of
the night, and, being cold and wet and
clammy, Peter would have drawn moral
lessons, and made epigrams upon the
thunder and lightning, Gplctetus, I am
quite sure, was a person!"
"He was one of the wisest, gentlest and
most lovable of nil tho Stoical" said 1.
"Can a philosopher possibly be lovable,
Peter?" Hero I very absent-mindedly
took up a fork, but, finding her e)i upon
me, laid It donn again,
"You nre very nervous, Peter, and ery
pale and worn and haggard, and all be
cause you habitually ovcrthlnk yourself;
and. Indeed, thcro Is something very far
wrong with a man .who peraeverlngly
stirs an empty cup with a fork!" And,
with a laugh, she took my cup and, hav
ing once more refilled It, set It before
me.
"And jet, Pcter-I don't thlnk-no, I
don't think I would have you very much
changed, after all."
"You mean that you would rather I re
mained the pedantic, egotistical crea
ture" "I mean, Peter, thnt, being a woman,
I naturally love novelty, and you are
very novel and very Interesting." '
"Thank you!" said I, frowning.
ina more contradictory than any
woman!'
Hum!" said I.
"You nre so strong and simple so wise
and brave and so very weak and foolish
and timid!"
"Timid?" said I.
"Timid!" nodded she.
"I am a vast fooll" I acknowledged.
"And I never knew a man anything
like you before, Peter!"
"And you have known many, I under
stand?" "Very many."
"Yes you told me so once before, I
believe."
"Twice, .reter; and each time you be
came very silent and gloomy! Now you,
on the other hand," she continued, "have
known very few women?"
"And my life has been calm and un
ruffled In consequence!"
"You had your books, Peter, and your
horseshoes."
"My books and horseshoes, yes."
"And were content?"
"Quite content."
"Until, one day a woman came to
you."
"Until, one) day I met a woman."
"And then ?"
"And then I asked her to marry me,
Chnrmlnn." Here there ensued a pause,
during which Charmlan began to pleat
a fold in the tablecloth.
"That was rnther unwlso of you,
wasn't it?" said she at last.
"How unwise?"
"Because she might have taken you at
your word, reter,"
"Do you mean that that jou won't,
Charmlan?"
"Oh, dear, no! I have arrived at no de
cision yet how could I? You must give
me time to consider." Here she paused
In her pleating to regard It critically,
with her hend on one side. "To be sure,"
raid she, with a little nod, "to be sure.
you need some one to to look after you
mat is very evident!
"Yes."
"To cook and wash for you."
"Yes."
"To mend your clothes for you "
"Yes."
"And jou think me sufficiently com
petent?" "Oh. Charmlan. I es."
"Thank you!" said she very rfolemnh'.
and, though the lashes had drooped, I
felt the mockery of her eyes; wherefore
I took a sudden great gulp of tea. and
came near choking, while Charmlan be
Kan to pleat another fold in the table
cloth.
"And so Mr. Vlbart would stoop to wed
so humble a person aa Charmlan Brown?
Mr. Peter Vlbnrt would, actually, marry
a woman or wnose past he knows noth
ing?" "Yes," said I.
"Thnt. again, would be rather unwise,
wouldn't ill"
"Why?"
"Considering Mr. Vlbart's very lofty
men is in regard to women."
"Whnt do you mean?" i
"Didn't you once say that yqur wife's
nnme must be above Huspiclon like Cae
gar'a or something of the kind?"
"Did I? yes, perhaps I did well?"
"Well, this woman this Humble Person
has no name nt all, and no shred of repu
tation left her, Sho has compromised
herself beyond all redemption In the eyca
ot the world."
"But then," said I, "this world and I
have always mutually despised each
other."
''She ran away, this woman eloped
with the most notorious, the most accom
plished rake in London."
"Well?"
"Oh!-ls not thnt enough?"
"Enough for what, Chnrmlan?" I saw
her busy fingers falter and tremble, but
her voice was steady when she an
swered'
"Enough to make any wise man think
twice before asking this Humble Person
to to marry him."
"I might think twenty times, and It
would be all one"
"You mean ?"
"That If Charmlan Brown will stoop to
marry a village blacksmith, Peter Vlbart
will find happiness again; a happiness
that is not or tne sunsnine nor the wind
In the trees Lord, what a fpol I was!"
Her fingers had stopped altogether now.
but she neither spoke nor raised her
hend.
"Charmlan," said I, leaning nearer
acroaa me table, "speak."
"Oh, Peter!" said she, with a sudden
break In her voice, and stooped her head
lower. Yet In a little she looked up at
me ana her eyes were very sweet and
shining.
Now. aa our glances met thus, un from
throat to brow there crept that hot. slow
wave of color, and In her face and In her
even. I seemed to read joy, and fear, and
shame, and radiant Joy again. But now
she bent her head once more and strove
to nlalt another fold, and could not.
While I grew suddenly afraid of her and
of myself and longed to hurl aside the
table that divided us, and thrust my
hand deep Into my pockets, and, find
ing there my tobacco pipe, brought It
out and fell to turning It aimlessly over
ana over, i wouio nave spoken, only I
knew that my voice would tremble, and
so I sat, mum-chance, staring at my
pipe with unseeing eyes and with my
brain In a ferment. And presently came
her voice, cooi ana sweet and sane!
"Your tobacco, Peter," and she held
the box toward me across the table.
"Ah. thank you!" said I. and began
to fill my pipe, while she watched me
with her chtn propped In her hands,
"Psterl"
tl-Vmm Pkarfnllint"
7 "I wonder why so grave a person
reter vioari suouia seex tcv marry so
Impossible a creature aa the Humble
Person?"
"I think." I answered, "I think, If
there I any special reason, It Is because
of your moutn."
"My mouth?"
''Or your eyes or the way you have
with your lashes."
Charmlan laughed and forthwith
drcoped them at me, and laughed again
ana snooK ner neaa.
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