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IN THE MOONLIGHT
l By Gertrude Mary Sheridan.
Copyright, by W. G. Chapman.)
o "The mischief!" said Dudley
"A bad pother, isn't it, now?"
t. "Something of a mix-up. I
3must say," was the reflective re
bpry. "See here, Ralph how did it
sever come about?"
-- The scene was the little -Tiotel
;ii St Was a Beautiful Word Picture
the Young Man Delineated.
at Brocton, where Norman had
Veen a guest for several days and
where Lane had just arrived, to
be greeted with some decidedly
.stirring and sensational disclos
ures by his closest bosom, friend.
"It's very simple," explained
Norman in his usual droll, good-
natured way. "Poverty is the
cause, riches the motive power."
"See here, what nonsense are
"Facts, Dudley," insisted JNor
man. "Here am I alleged artist,
some fame, no money. And
there's you literary idlerrolling
in wealth. A little outing jaunt
proposed. I come in advance to
spend a day or two with our col
lege friend, Sidney Worth. I
find him out west. Family home.
Servant takes my card.. In a few
minutes Mrs. Worth comes in.
Fat, fashionable and a tuft hun
ter. How did I do, Mr. Lane?
Heard so much of me from city
friends of the ton and her son.
She talked so fast I couldn't get
in a word"edgewise. Then comes
papa, next. He, too, over
whelmed me. Invited to call in
the evening. Social gathering. I
go outside, breathless. Never
knew I was so important before.
Then it all dawned on me."
"How, may I ask?" projected
"Precisely. You remember
turning over a misfit to a poor
struggling artist friend, don't
"H'm that's so." .
"One of your cards happened
to be in a side pocket. That was
the one I gave the servant in mis
take for my own."
"But when you came to ex
plain?" , " "I didn't explain' replied Nor-.
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