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Show iRIALf TORY J Novelised from the Comedy of the Same Name By ILLUSTRATED Rupert From Photographs of . the Piny as Produced I Hughes By Henry W. Savage I Copj rlht, ltfU, bj U. Fly Co. SYNOPSIS. Lieut. Harry Mallory is ordered to the Phihppim-s. lie and Marjorie Newton Jeridt- lo elope, but wreck of taxieab pre- vr;y their sc-ins minister on the way to the train. Transcontinental train is tak-l:i3 tak-l:i3 on passcnt'crs. Porter has a lively time with an Knjcllshmun and Ira I.ath-rop. I.ath-rop. a Yankee business man. The elopers have an exciting time setting to the train. "Little Jimmie" Wellington, bound for Reno to Ket a divorce, boards train in mui'dlin condition. Later Mrs. Jimmie appears. She is also bound for Reno with same object. Likewise Mrs. Sammy Whit-comb Whit-comb Latter blames .Mrs. Jimmie for her marital troubles. Classmates o' Mallory Mal-lory decorate bridal berth. Rev. and Mrs. Temple start on a vacation. They decide tu cut loose and Temple removes evidence of his calling. Marjorie decides to let .Mallory proceed alone, but train starts while they are lost In farewell. Passengers Passen-gers join Mallory's classmates in giving couple wedding hazing. Marjorie is distracted. dis-tracted. Ira Lathrop, woman-hating bachelor, discovers an old sweetheart, Annie Gattle, a fellow passenger. Mallory Mal-lory vainly hunts for a preacher among the passengers. Mrs. Wellington hears Little Jimmle'3 voice. Later site meets Mrs. Whitcomb. Mallory reports to Marjorie Mar-jorie his failure to find a preacher. They decide to pretend a quarrel and Mallory finds a vacant berth. Mrs. Jimmie discovers discov-ers Wellington on the train. Mallory ' again makes an unsuccessful hunt for a preacher. Dr. Temple poses as a physician. physi-cian. Mrs. Temple is induced by Mrs. Wellington to smoke a cigar. Sight of preacher on a station platform raises Mallory's hopes, but he takes another train. Missing hand baggage compels the couple to borrow from passengers. Jlrn-lnie Jlrn-lnie gets a cinder in his eye and Mis. Jimmie gives first aid. Coolness Is then resumed. Still no clergyman. More borrowing. bor-rowing. Dr. Temple puzzled by behavior of different couples. Marjorie's jealousy aroused by Mallory's baseball jargon. Marjorie suggests wrecking the train in hopes that accident will produce a preacher. preach-er. Also tries to induce the conductor to hold the train so she can shop. Marjorie's dog is missing. She pulls the cord, stopping stop-ping the train. Conductor restores dog and lovers quarrel. Lathrop wires for a preacher to marry him and Miss Gattle. Mallory tells Lathrop of his predicament and arranges to borrow the preacher. CHAPTER XXVI II. Continued. Marjorie was overwhelmed, but she felt it becoming in her to be a trifle coy. So she pouted: "But you won't want me for a bride now. I'm such a fright." He took the bait, hook and all: "1 never saw you looking so adorable." "Honestly? Oh, but it will be glorious glori-ous to be Mrs. First Lieutenant Mallory." Mal-lory." "Glorious!" "I must telegraph home and sign my new name. Won't mamma be pleased?" "Won't she?" said Mallory, with just a trace of dubiety. Then Marjorie grew serious with a new idea: "I wonder if mamma and papa have missed me yet?" Mallory laughed: "After three days' disappearance, I shouldn't be sur- prised." "Perhaps they are worrying about me." "I shouldn't be surprised." "The poor dears! I'd better write them a telegram at once." "An excellent idea." She ran to the desk, found blank forms and then paused with knitted brow: "It will be very hard to say all I've got to say in ten words." "Hang the expense," Mallory sniffed magnificently, "I'm paying your bills now." But Marjorie tried to look very matronly: "Send a night letter In the day time! No, indeed, we must begin be-gin to economize." Mallory was touched by this new revelation of her future housewifely thrift. He hugged her hard and reminded re-minded her that she could send a day-letter day-letter by wire. "An excellent idea," she said. "Now, don't bother me. You go on and read your paper, read about Mattle. I'll never be jealous of her him of any-' any-' body again." "You shall never have cause for jealousy, my own." But fate was not finished with the 'Uttation of the unfortunate pair, and already new trouble was strolling In their direction. CHAPTER XXIX. Jealousy Comes Aboard. There was an air of domestic peace In the observation room, where Mallory Mal-lory and Marjorie had been left to themselves for some time. But the j Peace was like the ominous hush that i precedes a tempest. j Mallory was so happy with every thing coming his way, that he was even making up with Snoozleums, stroking the tatted coat with one hand and hoidir.g up his newspaper with the other. He did not know all that was coming his way. The blisstul silence si-lence was broken lirst by Marjorie: "How do you spell Utah? with a ?" "Utah begins with You," he said and rather liked his wit, listened lor some recognition, and rose to get it, tut she waved him away. "Don't bother me, honey. Can't you Eee I'm busy?" He kissed her hair and sauntered back, dividing his attention between Snoozleums and the ten-inning game. And now there was a small commo-lion commo-lion in the smoking room. Through ihe glass along the corridor the men caught sight of the girl who had got on at Green Kiver. Ashton saw her lirst and she saw him. "There she goes," Ashton hissed to the others, "look quick! There's the nectarine." "My word! She's a little bit of all rtKb.1, isn't she?" Even Dr. Temple stared at her with approval: "Dear little thing, Isn't she?" The girl, very consciously unconscious uncon-scious of the admiration, moved demurely de-murely along, with eyes downcast, but at such an angle that she could take iu the sensation she was creating; she went along picking up stares as if they were bouquets. Her demeanor was a remarkable eonii'romise between outrageous flirtation flir-tation and perfect respectability. But she was looking back so intently that when slie moved into the observation room she walked right into the newspaper news-paper Mallory was holding out before him. Both said: "I beg your pardon." When Mallory lowered the paper, both stared till their eyes almost pepped Her amazement was one of immediate rapture. He looked as If he would have been much obliged tor a volcanic ciater to sink into. "Harry!" she gasped, and let fall her handbag. "Kitty!" he gasped, and let fall his newspaper. Both bent, he handed her the newspaper and tossed the handbag into a chair; saw his mistake, mis-take, withdrew the newspaper and proffered her Snoozleums. Marjorie stopped writing, pen poised in air, as if she had suddenly been petrified. The newcomer was the first to speak. She fairly gushed: "Harry Mallory of all people." "Kitty! Kathleen! Miss Lewellyn!" "Just to think of meeting you again." "Just to think of it." "And on this train of all places." "On this train of all places!" "Oh, Harry, Harry!" "Oh, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty!" "You dear fellow, it's so long since I saw 'you last." "So long." "It was at that last hop at West Point, remember? why, it seems only yesterday, and how well you are looking. look-ing. You are well, aren't you?" "Not very." He was mopping his brow In anguish, and yet the room seemed strangely cold. "Of course you look much better In your uniform. You aren't wearing your uniform, are you?" "No, this is not my uniform." "You haven't left the army, have you?" "I 'don't know yet." "Don't ever do that. You are just beautiful in brass buttons." "Thanks." "Harry!" "What's the matter now?" "This tie, this green tie, isn't this the one I knitted you?" "I am sure I don't know, I borrowed bor-rowed it from the conductor." "Don't you remember? I did knit you one." "Did you? I believe you did! I think I wore it out." "Oh, you fickle boy. But see what 1 have. What's this?" He stared through the glassy eyes of complete helplessness. "It looks like a bracelet." "Don't tell me you don't remember this! the little bangle bracelet you gave me.". "D-did I give you a baygled brang-let?" brang-let?" "Of course you did. And the Inscription. In-scription. Don't you remember It?" She held her wrist in front of his aching eyes and he perused as If it were his own epitaph, what she read aloud for him. "From Harry to Kitty, the Only Girl I Ever Loved." "Good night!" he sighed to himself, and began to mop his brow with Snoozleums. "You put it on my arm," said Kathleen, Kath-leen, with a moonlight sigh, "and I've always worn it." "Always?" . "Always! no matter whom I was engaged to." The desperate wretch, who had not dared even to glance in Marjorie's direction, di-rection, somehow thought he saw a straw of self-defense. "You were engaged en-gaged to three or four others when 1 was at West Point." "I may have been engaged to the others," said Kathleen, moon-eyeing him, "but I always liked you best, Clifford er, Tommy I mean Harry." "You got me at last." KathJeen fenced back at this: "Well, I've no doubt you have had a dozen affairs since." "Oh, no! My heart has only known one real love." He threw this over her head at Marjorie, but Kathleen seized it, to his greater confusion: "Oh, Harry, how sweet of you to say it. It make's me feel positively faint." and she swooned his way, but he ehoved a chair forward and let her collapse into that. Thinking and hoping hop-ing that she was unconscious, he made ready to escape, but she caught him by the coat, and moaned: "Where am 1?" and be growled back: "In the Observation Car!" Kathleen's lite and enthusiasm returned re-turned without delay: "Fancy meeting meet-ing you again! 1 could just scream." "So could I" "You must come up in our car and see mamma." Is Ma-mamma with you? Mallory Mal-lory stammered, on the verge ot Imbecility. Im-becility. -Oh, yes, indeed, we're going around the world." -Don't let me detain you." "Papa is going round the world also." , . , Is papa on this train, too? At last something seemed to em barrass her a trifle: ""No, papa went on ahead. Mamma hopes to overtake him. But papa is a -.ery good trav- : eler." Then she changed the subject. "Do come and meet mamma. It would cheer her up so. She is so fond of you. Only this morning she was saying, say-ing, 'Of all the boys you were ever engaged to, Kathleen, the one I like most of all was Edgar I mean Clar-eice Clar-eice er Harry Mallory." "Awfully kind of her." "You must come and see her she's some stouter now!" "Oh, is she? Well, that's good." Mallory was too angry to be sane, and too helpless to take advantage of his anger. He wondered how he could ever have cared for this molasses and mucilage girl. He remembered now that she had always had these same cloying ways. She had always pawed him and, like everybody but the pawers, he hated pawing. It would have been bad enough at any time to have Kathleen hanging on his coat, straightening his tie, leaning close, smiling up in his eyes, losing him his balance, recapturing him every time he edged away. But with Marjorie as the grim witness It was maddening. He loathed and abominated Kathleen Kath-leen Llewellyn, and If she had only been a man, he could cheerfully have beaten her to a pulp and chucked her out of the window. But because she was a helpless little baggage be had to be as polite as he could while she sat and tore his plans to pieces, embittered em-bittered Marjorie's heart against him, and either ended all hopes of their marriage, or furnished an everlasting rancor to be recalled in every quarrel quar-rel to their dying day. Oh, etiquette, what injustices are endured in thy name! So there he sat, sweating his soul's blood, and able only to spar for time and wonder when the gong would ring. And now she was off on a new tack: "And where are you bound for, Harry, dear?" "The Philippines," he said, and for the first time there was something beautiful In their remoteness. "Perhaps we shall cross the Pacific on the same boat." The first sincere smile he had experienced ex-perienced came to him: "I go on an army transport, fortu unfortunately." "Oh, I just love soldiers. Couldn't mamma and I go on the transport? Mamma Is very fond of soldiers, too." "I'm afraid it couldn't be arranged." "Too bad, but perhaps we can stop off and pay you a visit. I just love army posts. So does mamma." "Oh, do!" "What will be your address?" "Just the Philippines just the Philippines." Phil-ippines." "But aren't there quite a few ol them?" "Only about two thousand." "Which one will you be on?" "I'll be on the third from the left," said Mallory, who neither knew nor cared what he was saying. Marjorie had endured all that she could stand. She rose in a tightly leashed fury. "I'm afraid I'm in the way." Kathleen turned In surprise. She had not noticed that anyone was near. Mallory went out of his head completely. com-pletely. "Oh, don't go for heaven's sake don't go," he appealed to Marjorie. Mar-jorie. "A friend of yours?" said Kathleen, bristling. "No, not a friend," in a chaotic tangle, tan-gle, "Mrs. Miss Miss Er er er " Kathleen smiled: "Delighted to meet you, Miss Ererer." "The pleasure Is all mine," Marjorie Mar-jorie said, with an acid smile. "Have you known Harry long?" said Kathleen, jealously, "or are you just acquaintances on the train?" "We're just acquaintances on the train ! " j "I used to know Harrjr very well-very well-very well inded." "So I should judga. You wont mind if I leave you to talk over old times together?" "How very sweet of you." "Oh, don't mention it." "But, Marjorie," Mallory cried, aa she turned away. Kathleen started at the ardor of his tone, and gasped: "Marjorie! Then he you" "Not at all not In the least." said Marjorie. At this crisis the room was suddenly sudden-ly inundated with people. Mrs. Whit-comb, Whit-comb, Mrs. Wellington, Mrs. Temple and Mrs. Fosdick,, all trying to look like bridesmaids, danced In, shouting: shout-ing: "Here they come! Make way for the bride and groom!" (TO BE CONTINUED.) I |