ke a second husband, the fact that he was a
social and financial somebody, and not, as many in Zanzibar supposed
Hemingway to be, a social outcast, would make but little difference.

Nor was her manner to be explained by the fact that the majority of
women found him unattractive. As to that, the pleasant burden of his
experience was to the contrary. He at last wondered if there was some
one else, if he had come into her life too late. He set about looking
for the man and so, he believed, he soon found him.

Of the little colony, Arthur Fearing was the man of whom Hemingway had
seen the least. That was so because Fearing wished it. Like himself,
Fearing was an American, young, and a bachelor, but, very much unlike
Hemingway, a hermit and a recluse.

Two years before he had come to Zanzibar looking for an investment for
his money. In Zanzibar there were gentlemen adventurers of every
country, who were welcome to live in any country save their own.

To them Mr. Fearing seemed a heaven-sent victim. But to him their
alluring tales of the fortunes that were to rise from buried treasures,
lost mines, and pearl beds did not appeal. Instead he conferred with
the consuls, the responsible merchants, the partners in the prosperous
trading houses. After a month of "looking around" he had purchased
outright the goodwill and stock of one of the oldest of the commission
houses, and soon showed himself to be a most capable man of business.
But, except as a man of business, no one knew him. From the dim
recesses of his warehouse he passed each day to the seclusion of his
bungalow in the country. And, although every one was friendly to him,
he made no friends.

It was only after the arrival of Mrs. Adair that he consented to show
himself, and it was soon noted that it was only when she was invited
that he would appear, and that on these occasions he devoted himself
entirely to her. In the presence of others, he still was shy, gravely
polite, and speaking but little, and never of himself; but with Mrs.
Adair his shyness seemed to leave him, and when with her he was seen to
talk easily and eagerly. And, on her part, to what he said, Polly
Adair listened with serious interest.

Lady Firth, who, at home, was a trained and successful match-maker, and
who, in Zanzibar, had found but a limited field for her activities,
decided that if her companion and protegee must marry, she should marry
Fearing.

Fearing was no gentleman a