The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, September 10, 1899, Page 26

THE SUNDAY CALL. Copyrighted. essors in a great Eastern college, of har fact that Coleman was at on n goes to Sor arranges to take som ng them a young was mainly occu- as if even then he 1 get down here? ion, and she seemed 1 he saw v 1 was sent up here by hem. I'm taking him the most deflant of glances, ““prin- iding upon that with Coleman appear to He knew hoofs on mself as anything but friends he could count peculiar class of mis- a misfortune that men 0 pass from mind to mind a per- he soon began to consider himself 2 Black had come upon him with mmable substances, so to speak, and to boil coffee for luncheon. He innocence of Mrs. Walnwright, en he thought of the canniness side and looking he saw on and good nature. ‘“Well, with the gallant rescuer? s of the season.” f a direct anpeal to Nora. idle, but he aid not wa to venture it. He , “do you know that you led eyebrows and looked at him with the he gritted out wrathfully. she asked. “How do you mean?’ She was . She waited for his reply for an inter- right, “Rufus Coleman, do you mean that = i then she asked a respectable w eality he had meant nothing of the kind, but this direct throttling on stupefied him utterly, for he saw now that she would er understand him in the least and that she would at any retend not to understand him. and that the more he said the se manufactured. She studied him over carefully and then & iarm Wheeled her horse toward the rear with some parting remarks. “I sup- 4 should attend more strictly to your own affairs, Rufus. Instead of raist i1 T am lending hairpins. I have seen you insult people, but I have never ssen you insult any one quite for the whim of the thing. Go sosk your head.” Not considering it advisable to then indulge in such immersion Cole- rode moodily onward. The hot dust continued to sting the cheeks of avelers and in some places great clouds of dead leaves roared in about them. All of the Walnwright party were utterly fagged elt his skin crackle and his throat seemed to be coated with the W st. He worried his dragoman as to the distance to Arta until the dragoman lied to the point where he always declared that Arta was only T reds of yards. t their places in the processict. Mrs. Wainwright and M: e ¢ £ to Nora and tha 0id Tady on the little wony . Prty Hig ffered great amazement at the voluntary presence of the old lady. there really because she knew no better. Her colossal {gnot. form, mainly, of 8 most obstreperous patriotism, and indeed cted in a foreign country as if she were the spedial commis- President, or perhaps as e special commissioner could not act aggressive, and when any of the traveling arrange- not_suit her ideas she was wont to shrilly exolaim good enough for me.” Nora, morbidly afraid that her Daylight would not be large enough, had dragged her e as her companion. friend and protection. At Arta they 3 he grand success of the Greek army. The Turks had not 4 for 2 moment before that gallant and terrible advance; no; they had wiing with fear into_the north. Jannina would fall_well, A fall as soon as the Greeks arrived. There was no doubt of espondent and her friend. deluded and hurried by the light- Gence of the Greeks in Arta, had hastened out then on a reg- s excursion to see Jannina after its capture. Nora concealed her friend the fact that the editor of the Daylight particularly her to see a battle so that she might write an article on actual “te from & woman’'s point of view. With her name as a queen of epora. such an article from her pen would be a burning sensation. D 'had been the first to point out to Nora that instead of going "t Jannina she had better run back to Arta. When the old lady at they had not been entirely safe she was furious with Nora. + ehe exclaimed to Mrs. Wainwright. “They might have caught hey might have caught u e “Wainwright, “T verily belleve they would have caught ite d a ways o r of the She was very pe did us if 1t had not been for Mr. rr;o"?nm“fior e on the fine 'ze? = s e e him Oh. he has been sim-plee splendid. I confess I was o er—eurprised. He was in college under my husband. I don’t W thet we thought very great things of him, but if ever a man won jan opinions he has done so from us.” Xl‘ha‘x r;:m;( b?’m- Coleman who is such & ml’l friend of Nora.” ayesr sald Mrs. Walnwright insidiously. “Ts he? I didn’t know. Of <e he knows so many people.” Her mind had been suddenly {llumined old lady and she thuuggt extravagantly of the :rr‘lval of Nora upon . She remained all sweetness to the old lady. “Did you know he re? Did you expect to m!?t hgm?! It seemed such a deiightful colin- th she was absolutely clever. ) nol-nl‘rdl:m't!th!nk s0. 1 didn’t hear Nora mention it. Of course woild have told me. You know, oulx:ocgrorgnittgh grle'_;c“eyw_x-_\; such a N ement in Lon: Nora had an engage e A i D) sthe prise. !}.;., by Night' but the manager was insufferable, tand it a minute, and then these newspaper people her to go to Greece for them and she accepted. I ected to find us—aw—fleeing from the Turks or I was gasping. *“You don't mean that she fs—she is said the old lady jubilantly. choked Mrs. Wainwright. Nothin stupefaction and grief. What happened glar- y of man. Coleman was a ribald decelver. He he had pretended throughout that the meeting urned with a nervous impuise to sympathize = the lovely tranquility of the girl's face there forbade the mother to meddle. Anyhow e had told nice things of Coleman’s “Young men of these times get a s thought it a great pity about Mr. she knew of " someth asked the old lady h s he seemed rather—er—prematurely seemed sur- the phrase. Sh world who grown person in th i r his own good.” ession there was talk between the two students little gr: horse—one to lead d one to flog. “That's all right Do you mean to say that you prefer to continue towing pack horses In the presence of this queen of song and the dance just because you think Coleman can throw out his chest a little more than you? Not so. Think of your bright and !Fl.rklln‘ outh. There’s Coke and Pete Tounley near Marjory. e'll call 'em.” ereu; he set up a cry. ‘“‘Say, you peogl ., we're not gettl; gwghullry for this. Su in’ you try for a time. It'll do you good. en the two addressed had halted to await the arrival of the little gray horse they took on glum ex- pressions. “You look like poisoned pups,” sald the student who led the orse. ‘““Too strong for light work. Grab onto the halter, now, Peter, and tow. We are going ahead to talk to Nora Black.” “Good time you'll have,’ answered Peter Tounley. *“Coleman is cut- p scandalous. You won't stand a show.” “hat do yeu think of him?’ sald Coke. ‘‘Seems curious all reund. Do you suppose he knew she would show up? It was nervy to—" tin’ rvy to what?” asked Billle. “Well,” said Coke, ‘“‘seems to me he is Ellyin%both ends against the middle. I don't know anything about Nora Black, but—" The three other students expressed themselves with conviction and in chorus, ‘“Coleman’s all righ ‘1 don’t see my way free to admir- “Well, anyhow,” continued Coke, ing him introducing Nora Black to the Wainwrights.” “He didn’t,” sald the others, still in chorus. li ueer game,” sald Peter Tounley. ‘“He seems to know her pretty well.” “Pretty d— well,” said Billie. “Anyhow, he’s a brick,” said Pster Tounley. ‘"We mustn’t forget that. Lo, I begin to feel that our Rufus is a fly gufi of man{ different kinds. Any play that he is in commands my respect. e won't be hit by a chim- rfixy in the daytime, for unto him has come much wisdom. I don’t think "Il worry.” "{5" he hstuclg onlp.:!ars Bchk, do you know?"” asked Billle. “One thing Is plain,” replied Coke. ‘“‘She has got him somehow the short hair and she Intends him to holler murder. l'K.nyhody can ...‘ZE ud ““Well, he won’t holler murder,” said one of them with conviction. “Tll bet you he won’t. He’ll hammer the warpost and beat the tomtom until he drops, but he won't holler murder.” “Old Mother Walnwright will be in his wool presently,” quoth P Tounley musingly. “I could see it coming in her eye. ’fiorgebody as glven his snap away. or something.” “Aw, he had no snap.” said Billle. “Couldn’t you see how rattled he He would have given a lac if dear Nora hadn’t turned up.” “Of course,” the others assented, ‘he was rattled.” “Looks queer. And nasty,” sald Coke. “Nora herself h?d nra &ax {gadhy !g:dhl)x:‘; They began to laugh. “If she an umbrella she would have basted Klm over the head with it. Oh, my! He was green. “Nevertheless,” said Peter Tounley, “I refuse to worry over our Rufus. When he can’t take care of himself the rest of us want to hunt cover. He is a fly guy.” Coleman In the meantime had become aware that the light of Mrs. ‘Wainwright's countenance was turned from him. The party stopped at a well, and when he offered her a drink from his cup he thought she ac- cepted it with scant thanks. Marjory was still cious, always gracious, but this did not reassure him, because he felt there was much unfathoms~ able deception in it, When bs turned to seek consolation In the manner was? ©of the professor he found him as before, stunned with surprise, and the only idea he had was to be as tractable as s child. When he returned to the head of the column Nors again cantered for- ward to join him. '‘Well, me gay Lochinvar,” she cried, ““and has your disposition improved?” ““You are very fresh,” he said. She laughed loud enough to bs heard the full len; Wwas a beautiful laugh, but full of insolence and con 1 eyes malignantly upon her, but then she only laughed more. She could &ee that he wished to strangle her. *‘What a disposition!” she said. *‘What a_disposition! You are not nearly so nice a8 your friends. Now they are charming, but you—Rufus, I wish you would get that temper mended. Dear Rufus, do it to please me. You know you like to please me. Don't you, now, dear?"” = He finally laughed. *Confound you, Nora. I would like to kill you. But at his laugh she was all sunshine. It was as if she had been trying to taunt him into good humor with her. *“Aw, now, Rufus, don’t be angry. Tl be good, Rufus. Really 1 will "Listen. I want to tell you something. Do vou know what I did? Well, you know I never was cut out for this business, and back there when you told me about the Turks being near and all that sort of thing I was frightened almost to death. Really T was. So when nobody was looking I sneaked two or three little drinks out of my flask. Two or three littie drinks—" CHAPTER XVIL #Good God!” said Coleman. *You don’t mean—" Bt Nora smiled rosily at him *Oh, I'm all right,” she answered. “Don’t worry about your Aunt Nora, my precious boy. Not for a minute. Coleman was horrified. “‘But you are not going to—you are not going N d ed. “I'm not going to ot at all.” she answered “Tm not, golng to at I can do when I get 1 might take it into my of the caravan. It dence. He flashed his “Not at all, me son. prance. I'm going to be as nice as pié, and just with dear little Rufus. Only * * you know wh started, so you had better be a very good boy. head to say some things, you know.” Bound hand and foot at his stake, he could mot even chant his defiant torture song. It might precipitate—in fact, he was sure It would precipitate the grand smash. But to the very core of his soul he for the time hated Nora Black. He did not dare to remind her that he would revenge him- self; he dared oniy to dream of this reveng but it fairly made his thoughts flame, and deep in his throat he was swearing an inflexible’ per- secution of Nora Black. The old expreseion of his sex came to him. “Oh, if she were only a man!” If she had been a man ould have fallen upon her tooth and nall. Her motives for all this impressed him not at all; she was simply a witch who bound him helpless with the power of her fem. ininity and made him eat cinders. He was so sure that his face betraye him that he did not dare let her see it. ‘“‘Well, what are you going to do about {t?" he asked, over his shoulder. oh,” she drawled. impudently. “Nothing.” was determined not to be confessed. T r?layrd this or I may do that. all depends upon your behavior. my dear Rufus.” 3 .—\Sp!hcy rode on he deliberated as to the best means of dealing with this condition. Suddeniy he resolved to go with the whole tale direct to Mar- jory, and to this end he half wheeled his horse. He would reiterate that he loved her and then explain—explain! He groaned when he came to the word and ceased formation. The cavalcade reached at last the bank of the Aracthus River, with its lemon groves and lush grass. A battery whe®ed before them over the ancient pridge—a flight of short. broad cobbled steps up as far as the cen- ter of the stream and a simiiar flight down to the other bank. The return- ing aplomb of the t ] illustrated by the professor, who, upon sighting this bridge, murmured. “Byzantine.” This was the first in- dication that he had s thin him a power to resume the normal. et was crowded with soldiers; the smoky lttle coffee with people discussing the news from the front, None emarkable procession that wended its way 1o the cable office. Here Coleman resolutely took precedence. He knew ot He could see that s?!le! there was no good in expecting intelligence out of the chaotic clerks but he menaged to get upon the wires this mena_fe: “BEclipse, New York: Got ‘Wainwright party; all well. Coleman.” 'he students had struggled to send messages to their people in America, but they had only succeeded in deepening the tragic boredom of the clerks. hen Coleman returned to the street he thought that he had seldom looked upon a more moving spectacle than the Wainwright party presented at that moment. Most of the students were seated in a row, dejectedly, upon the curb. The professor and Mrs. Wainwright looked like two old glctures, which, after an existence in a considerate gloom, had been rought out in thelr tawdriness to the clear light. Hot white dust covered everybody, and from out the grimy faces the eyes blinked, red-fringed with sleeplessness. Desolation sat upon all save Marjory. She possessed some marvelous power of looking always fresh. This quality had indeed im- pressed the old lady on the little pony until she had said to Nora Black, i‘Tgat girl would look well anywhere.” Nora Black had not been amiable n her reply. Coleman called the professor and the dragoman for a durbar. The {lngomln said, ““Well, I can get one carriage, and we can go Immediate- ee. “Carriage be blowed!"” said Coleman. ‘‘What these people need is rest, sleep. You must find a place at once. These people can't remain in the street.” He spoke in anger, as if he had previously told the dragoman and the latter had been Inattentive. The man immediately departed. Coleman remarked that there was no course but to remain in the street until his dragoman had found them a habitation. It was a mournful wait- ing. The students sat on the curb. Once they whispered to Coleman, suggesting a drink, but he told them that he knew only one cafe, the en- trance of which would be in plain sight of the rest of the party. The ladies talked together in a group of four. Nora Black was bursting with the fact that her servant had hired rooms in Arta on their outcoming journey, and she wished Mrs. Walnwright and Marjory to come to them, at least for a time. but she dared not risk a refusal, and she felt something in Mrs. ‘Wainwright’s manner which led her to be certain that such would be the answer to her invitation. Coleman and the professor strolled slowly up and down the walk. “Well, my work is over, sir,” said Coleman. “My paper told me to find Yoru, and thfough no virtue of m¥ own I found you. am very glad of it. don’t know of anything in my life that has given me ter pleasure.” The professor was himself again in so far as he had lost all manner of dependence. But still he could not vet be bumptious. “Mr. Coleman,” he said, “T am placed under life-long obligation to . * ¢ ¢ 1am not thinking of myself so much. * * ¢ My wife and daughter—" His gratl- tude was so genuine that he could not finish its expression, "?h. don’'t speak of it,”” sald Coleman. “I really didn’t do anything at all.” The dragoman finally returned and led them to a house which he had rented for gold. In the great bare upper chamber the students dropged wearily to the floor, while the woman of the house took the Wainwrights to & more secluded apartment. As the door closed on them Coleman turned like a flash. “Have a drink?” he said. The students arose around him like the wave of a flood. ‘‘You bet.” In the absence of changes of cloth- ing, ordinary food, the possibility of a bath, and in the presence of great weariness and dust Coleman’s whisky seemed to them a glistening luxury. Afterward they laid down as if to eleep, but In reality they were too dirty and too fs-sgedv to sleep. They simply lay murmuring. Peter Tounley even developed a small fever. It was at this time that' Coleman suddenly discovered his acute inter- est in the progressive troubles of his affair of th- heart had placed the business of his newspaper in the rear of his mind. The greater part of the next hour he spent in getting off to New York that dispatch which created so much excitement for him later. Afterward he was ily upon the ability of Nora Black to distress hh had disappeared toward and was edifi ee Nora’'s dragoman d. w T s along in his wake. Nora's interest in thought that th aply another man n af his movements, and so he turned a corner, a . waiting uptil the dragoman spun around dir into h emed that the man had a note to deliver, and this was o of doing it. The note read: “Ceme and dine w It was not a re- quest. It was peremptory. “All right.” he said, scowling at the man. He did not go at once, for he wished to reflect for a time and find if he could not evolve some weapons of his own. It seemed to him that ali the others were liberally supplied with weapons. A clear, cold night had come upon the earth when he signified to the lurking dragoman that he was in readiness to depart with him to Nora's abode. They passed finally into a dark courtyard, up a winding staircase, across an embowered balcony, and Coleman entered alone a room where there were lights. His feet were scarcely over the threshold before he had concluded that the tigress was how going to try some velvet purring. He noted that the arts of the stage had not been thought too cheaply obvious for use. Nora sat facing the door. A bit of yellow silk had been’ twist out the cruds shape of the lamp, and it made the play of ligh! shadowy and vet perfectly clear, the light which women lov s arrayed in a puzzling gown of that kind of Grecian silk which is le that one can pull yards of it through a ring. traw. Her chin was leaned pensively upon her palm and the peafly rounded forearm. She was looking at him with a pai eves, azure, per- haps—certainly purple at times—and it m palr of eyes that had made many an honest man’s they were looking at him. It was a vision. ves, knowledge of drama overpowered his sense of it: ol He broke out brutally in the phrases of the American street. ‘“‘Your drago; ber-neck. If he keeps darking me I will simply have to kick the out of him.” She was alone in the room. Her old lady had been instructed to have a headache and send apologies. She was not disturbed by Coleman’s words. “Sit down, Rufus, and have a cigarette, and don’t be cross, because I won't stand it.” He obeyed her glumly. her could be lost upon an observant man. to allow him to irritate her away from her o her method, and none of his_insolence coul tigress. She arose, saving softly: “You I 1 will give you some brandy. I h to make those Daylight people buy cated the astonishing opulence of tire poss room. . As she stood over him with the brandy there came through the smoke of his cigarette the perfume of orris root and violet. A servant began to arrange the little cold dinn Coleman saw with an enthusiasm which he co quart bottles of a notable brand of champag floor. At dinner Nora was sisterly. She wat treated him to an affectionate intimacy for men who wouid have hated him. The champa Slowly he melted. By h Turkish ‘coffee he was at least a dragoman says this room used to be shot him a watchful gl “Seems curious. doesn and then discarded tot making him meditat through half- knew that she was tion. With the most exquisite art she aided contemplati him. for instance, the glories of a statuesque neck. d it manner of a splendid and fabulo irgi knew such a thing as shame. Her stoc < Coleman presently answered her on monos distinction between yes and no. He simply sat watc which there were two little covetous steel-colored flam He was thinking. ' go_to the devil—to go to the devil—to devil with this girl was not a ba# fate—not a bad fate—not a bad CHAPTER XVIIIL “Come out on the balcony.” cooed Nora. ‘““There are some fu storks on top of some chimneys near here and they clatter like day and night.” They moved together out to the balcony little cry when she felt the coldriess of the night get a cloak. Coleman was not the rail of the balcony. where a noted that it was dotted with bl Oriental night were colored n st trated his abstraction until w! them as if their color was a re moved to his side without sou the damning fragrance. She spo! chair where not a charm of ntly she did not purpose She had placed hi Ev ble, and r on a camp t not fully ma > placed in a 2o to the fate.” but_Nora She sald contact. They rem to mutter some cc his tone as he m Then as if by st the hoking noise. of the pallor w he did not seem aid Coleman thick darkness gave to her w it think T will go home and turn in “You must be, “woul id Nora tenderly. t you like & little more of that champagne “Well, I do mind rther glass.” She left him again and his galloping thought pounded to the old re- the devil—to go to the devil with this —not a bad fate—not a bad fate. W she returned he mumbled: “Y must be cold. It won’t do to catch cold here, frain. rl was not a bad e drank his glas Let me put your cape you know."” To go to the devil—to go t She made a_sweet pretense of rendering herself to his care. “Oh, ly cold ® * * There. that's better.” ulation of the cloak had been a fervid caress, up to this point had remained In the role of the virgin she now turned her liquid eves to his with a rledge, triumph ana delight. She was sure of her eetheart ® * don't you think I am as nice as d been airily confident. rds had been parted by the sweep of a sword. y stiffened and he looked like a man suddenly t. It may easily have been that in a moment n to his luxurious dreaming. But in his face I character to her blunder and her resentment precedence of any other emotion. She wheeled abruptly with great contémp Rufus, you had better go home. d more or less drunk.” \ and tumble of all their little embowered incident nor mended. ‘“Yes,” he answered sulkily, “I think huffily and he went away. When he ed among the nts he found that they had ngfmwrb ated everything of which would conduce to their co rt. s was furious er it his bitter speeches they replied in jibes. “Rufus ag Admire his angelic dispositi See him smile. and although her ac eplendid and fabulou look that expressed kn victory. And she said Marjory?’ The im w S It was as If the Coleman’s face had in recalled to the ways of he would have lapse: the girl had read He knew that the could be neither stay %0, t00.” 0 she flung him out bodily. to see In you, Coke, the ion as if it were possible vears and then at for you to dev other times ¥ are now ’s temper all of the stu- Coke either did not un- derstand or his mood w! ce. “Well, I know you got a throw-down all T “And how would miik-fed sophomore. The others perked up their ears in mirthful appreciation of this lan- You pimply guage. “Of course,” continued Coleman continued existence, Coke, unless y to people’s ion in this way, usually be calcium ligh s angry much like a peasan C first ev ering and spluttering. Finaiy a rath bling n but he was understood by all to decl ot led hi 0 cart a noto- rious oman a ickly looked at Coleman they saw that he w But of course there immedi £ protesting cries from the seven non-combata. Coleman, as he tc vard Coke’s corner, looked fully able to & re b Coke d!d to care at all. He was on his feet with a chal < burned a sudden hectic spot othe: ¥ s won’t do. Quit it. Oh, we mustn’t have a mean it; Coleman.” Peter Tounley pressed d— young jackass, be quiet.” They were in the midst of these fest disclosed the professor. He might have been coming i row in one of the corridors of the college at home, on ried a candle. His spcech, however, was a Washurst speech. en, gentlemen, what does this mean?”’ All seemed to expect Coleman to make the answer. He was suddenly very cool. ‘“Nothing, professor.’ gaid, “only that this—only that Coke has insulted me. I suppose Was only the irresponsibility of a boy, and I beg that you wiil not trouble over “Mr. Coke,” said the professor indignantly, ‘“what have you to say to this?” Evidently he could not clearly see Coke, and he peered around his candle at where the virtuous Peter Tounley was expostulating with the voung man. The figures of all the excited group moving in the candle fight caused vast and uncouth shadows to have Titanic conflicts in the end of the room. Peter Tounley’s task was not light, and bevond that he had the con- viction that his struggle with Coke was making him also to appear as a rowdy. This conviction was proved to be true by a sudden thunder from the old professor. “Mr. Tounley, desist!” In wrath he desisted and Coke flung himself forward. He paid less at- tention to the professor than if the latter had been a jack rabbit. *You say I insulted you?” he shouted crazily in Coleman’s face. ““Well * * * p mén.nt to, do you see’\i" it 5 oleman was glacial and lofty bevond everything. “I am you admit the truth of what I have said.” Sincite hiers Coke was still suffocating with easant rage. which would net allow him to meet the clear, calm expressions of Coleman a1 gt i I Insulted vou * * * I insulted you because what I sald was correct & * s my prehensile attributes * yes * @ ¢ hut I have never—" He was interrupted by a chorus from the dents. “‘Oh, no, that won’t do. Den’'t say that. Don’t repeat that Coleman remembered the weak bewilder hours that had not long passed, and it was sonal satisfaction that he said to himself, paint on again.” The professor had stenped sharply up t at him with eyes that seemed to throw out flame and heat moment’s pause, and then the old scholar spoke. bits s w they were each a short section of steel wire. ‘Mr. vour behayior will end your college career abruptly and in gloom, I promise you. Yom havé ll)(eenh;lri}r;khr;? ( ly floating i oke, his head simply floating in a sea of universal d blurted out, “Yes, sir.” = e *“You have been drinking?"” cried the professor ferociously. “Rett: yoRul;-‘—reurs to your—retire—" And then in a voice of thunder he sho?ie? Y Retire"” . ‘Whereupon 2even hoodlum _students waited a decent moment, shrieked with laughter. But the old professor would have none of 2‘}‘:‘:12 nonsense. He quelled them all with force and finish. Coleman now_spoke a few words. “Professor, I can’t tell you how sorry I am that 1 shouid be concerned in any such riot as this, and sinoe we are doome/! to be bound so closely into each other’s society I offer my- self without veservation as belnfi willing to repair the damage as well as may be dons. 1 don't see how I can forget at once that Coke’s conduct was insolertly unwarranted, but * * *°if he has anything to say * - of a natvze that might heal the breach * * * I would be willingto * * to mzet him in the openest manner.” As he made these remarks Cole- man’s dignity was something grand, and, moreover, there was now upon his face that curious look of temperance and purity which had been noted in New York as a singular physical characteristic. If he was guilty of anything in this affair at all—in fact, if he had ever at any time been guilty of anything—no mark had come to stain that bloom of innocence. The professor nodded in the fullest appreciation and sympathy # ¢ * really there is no other sleeping place * * * I suppose it would be better—"’ Then he again attacked Coke. ‘“Young man, you have chosen an unfortunate moment to fill us with a suspicion that you may not be a gentlema.u. For the time there is nothing to be done with you.” He ad- ressed the other students. ‘““There is not lngorar me to do, young gentle- men, but to leave Mr. Coke In od-night, sirs.” Good-night, Coleman.” He left the room Wit x 4Continuad naxt waakl professor in of an imper- his war nd looked our care, his candle.