Indianapolis Times, Volume 46, Number 20, Indianapolis, Marion County, 4 June 1934 — Page 15

JUNE 3, 1933

The Amateur Gentleman —=Py Jeffrey Farnol-

BEGIN HERE TODAY Receivitng an inheritance ol seven hundred thousand pounds, Barnabas Bartv. son of John Barty. the former champion prize fighter of England, oecides to become a gentleman than follow the fighting game. He bests his father in a duel of fists as the climax of a quarrel over the son s choice of a career. Natty Bell, anothw former champion, has aided the father in training young Barty to use his fists After the fight, Barnabas changes his surname to Beverley and on his way to London meets among others -ne Cap'n. the Bosun and y oung Horatio Bellasis, a gentleman, and friend of Sir Mortimer Carnaby. Finding Sir Mortimer, whom he pia not know at the time, leering over the form of Lady Cleone Meredith ly unconscious as a resuit of a fall from a horse, young Barty kflnocks out the in W The n 'trip to London is resumed with young Bellasis as a companion Beverly tests his companion in a battle of fists after the lie had been passed over the ability of the prizefigter s son. The combatants remain friends. Both lore Lady Cleone Bellasis quits the trip to press his courtship. Barnabas, however, continues to travel. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY INSTALLMENT TWENTY - NINE (Continued) “My calling, sir. was to work for, think for, and shoulder the blame for others—generally fools, sir. I was a confidential servant, a valet, sir. And I have worked, thought, and taken the blame for others so very successfully, that I must needs take to poaching that I may live.” “But—other men may require valets!” “True, sir, and there are plenty of valets to be had—of a sort; but the most acomplished one in the world, if without a character, had better go and hang himself out of Ihe way, and have done with it. And jideed, I have seriously contemplated so doing.” “You rate yourself very highly.” “And I go in rags! Though a professed thief may do well in the world, though, the blackest rascal, the slyest rogue, may thrive and prosper, the greatest of valets being without a character, may go in rags and starve—and very probably will.” “Hum!” said Barnabas. “Now, to starve, sir, is unpleasant; thus I, having a foolish, though very natural dread of it, poach rabbits that I may exist. I possess also an inborn horror of rags and dirt, therefore, I—exchanged this coat and breeches from a farmhouse, the folk being all away in the fields, and though they are awkward, badly-made garments, still beggars—and—” “Thieves!” added Barnabas. “And thieves, sir, can not always be choosers, can they?” “Then you admit you are a thief?” Here the fugitive glanced at Barnabas with a wry smile. “Sir, fear I must. Echange is no robbery, they say; but my rags were so very ragged, and these garments are at least wearable.” “You have also been a —great valet, I understand?” “And have served many gentlmen in my time.” “Then you probably know London and the fashionable world?” “Yes, sir,” said the man, with a sigh. “Now,” pursued Barnabas, “I am given to understand, on the authority of a Person of Quality, that to dress properly is an art.” n n n THE fugitive nodded. “Indeed, sir, though your Person of Quality should rather have called it the greatest of all the arts.” “Why so?” “Because by dress it is possible to make—something out of nothing!” “Explain yourself.” “Why, there was the case of young Lord Ambleside,' a nobleman remarkable for a vague stare, and seldom saying anything but 'What!’ or ‘Dey-vil take me!’ though I’ll admit he could curse almost coherently—at times. I found him nothing but a lord, and very crude material at that, yet in less than six months he was made.” . “Made?” “Made, sir,” nodded the fugitive. “I # began him with a cravat, an

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entirely original creation, which drew the approval of Brummel himself, and, consequently, took London by storm, and I continued him with a waistcoat.” “Not a—white one?” Barnabas inquired. “No, sir, it was a delicate pink, embroidered with gold, and of quite anew cut and design, which was the means of introducing him to the notice of royalty itself. The prince had one copied from it, and wore it at a state reception. And I finished him with a pair of pantaloons which swept the world of fashion clean off its legs, and brought him into lasting favor with the regent. So my lord was made, and eventually I married him to an heiress.” “You married him?” “That is to say, I dictated all his letters, and composed all his verses, which speedily brought the affair to a happy culmination.” “You seem to be a man of many and varied gifts?” “And one—without a character, sir.” “Nevertheless,” said Barnabas, “I think you are the very man I require.” “Sir,” exclaimed the fugitive, staring, “sir?” “And therefore,” continued Barnabas, “you may consider yourself engaged.” “Engaged, sir—engaged!” stammered the man—“me?” “As my valet,” nodded Barnabas. “But, sir, I told you—l was—a thief!” , “Yes,” said Barnabas, "and therefore I have great hopes of your future honesty.” n n n NOW hereupon the man, still staring, rose up to his knees, and with a swift, appealing gesture, stretched out his hands toward Barnabas, and his hands were trembling all at once. “Sir!” said he, “oh, sir—d’ye mean it? You don’t know, you can’t know what such an offer means to me. Sir, you're not jesting with me?” “No,” answered Barnabas, calmly serious of eye, “no, I’m not jesting; and to prove it, here is an advance of wages.” And he dropped two guineas into the man’s open palm. For a long moment the two remained silent, each staring at the other, Barnabas still seated in the ditch and the man standing before him. with the coins clutched in his hand. “Ah!” said Barnabas, at last, “then you were in the wood?” “I lay hidden behind a bush, and watched you do it, sir.” “And what were you doing in Annersley Wood?” “I bore a message, sir, for the lady.” “Ah!” said Barnabas, “tlje lady—yes.” “Who lay watching you, also.” "No,” said Barnabas, “the lady was unconscious.” “Yet recovered sufficiently to adjust her habit, and to watch you knock him down.” “Hum!” said Barnabas, and was silent a while. “Have you heard such a name as Chichester?” he inquired suddenly. “No, sir.” “And did you deliver the letter?” “I did. sir.” “And she —sent back an answer?” “Yes, sir.” “The gentleman who sent the letter was tall and slender, I think, with dark hair, and a scar on his cheek?” “Yes, sir.” “And when you came back with her answer, he met you down the lane yonder, and I heard you say that the lady had no time to write.” “Yes, sir; but she promised to meet him at a place called Oakshott’s Barn.” (To Be Continued.

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He drew a long, slender stiletto from the sheath at his belt. “If you refuse to answer me, I shall accept that as evidence that you have not accepted my proposition.” The ape-man maintained his stony silence. The Russian held the thin blade low before his eyes.

—By; Edgar Rice Burroughs

“Think well,” he said, “or I shall pierce your heart with this, and leave it there until the blood has ceased to flow. Then I shall close the wound, and tell the blacks that you died from that accidental gunshot. You will not be avenged; you will have died uselessly.”

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