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JA DELAYED HONEYMOON
By Harold Carter.
3, (Copyright, by W. G. Chapman.)
n It is generally worse when 3'our
a wife bows to youcbldly than
rr.when she cuts you. Especially is
-'this thecase when yqu have not
1 seen her for a couple of years. So
1 John Ferrand. who was "neither
divorced norestranged from Mrs.
He 8taramerett Out HI Lovs.
IJohri, Ferrand, felt badly when he
accidentally encountered Tier on
the board Walk at Atlantic City.
The meeting was accidental in
that John had hoped to select the
opportunity. But he Had gone to
Atlantic City to find her, imme
diately after his return 'from Ne
vada, where, as the discoverer and
Subsequently as ..owner of thed
Diamond Silver mine, he had
leaped "into meteoric fame. ;
He hurried after her, and Edith
seeing himhalted and faced him.
"I beg your pardon, Mrs. Fer
rand," said John, ignoring the
look pf anger which she gave him.
I have always meant to return
this purse to you. You left it be
hind at the Pennsylvania ter
minal." "And you have carried it' for
these two years?" asked Edith
He bowed. "YqU see, I didn't
.know your address. And it seems
to contain some papers," he said.
Edith. took the purse and open
Two years before Horace Mills,
senior partner in the law firm of
Mills and Hoppner, had called
John Ferrand, one of his, clerks,
into his private office
"Ferrand," said the head of the
firm thoughtfully, "you have been
with me for five years now."
"Yes, sir," answered the, clerk.
- "You have not shown a great
aptitude for law, I think," said
Mr. Mills, smiling faintly.
"Nevertheless," he added, "I
know you to be a man of sterling
integrity. And I want -such a
man just now- Ferrand, did 'you
ever think of getting married?"
"No, sir," JoTin Ferrand an
swered. , "Would you be -willing to re
main a bachelor for the rest of
your life for well, say for twen
ty .thousand dollars?"
Twenty thousand dollars! Fer
rand thought of the men he had