Cld(ently nervous.“I’m not the Chester you want,” the novelist said first; “I’m not the Dp ‘Wallingford’ Chester.” But the a newspaper men knew him and a laughed him out of his denial. j“Yes, boys, I’m married. Miss P1 Deremo and 1 were married on ()i:- cl tober 12, the day after the first .Mrs. Chester divorced me.”“But didn’t you know that you had no right to marry until ninety days w after the divorce—that, in fact, you *}] have committed bigamy?” he wasasked.“Bigamy!” he exclaimed. “Good Lord; you’re not kidding me, are you? What shall I do?” ; VAfter a few whispered words to his wife Chester made a dash for thetlOjatf,1tlenearest telephone booth and called up .i • i______ . * 1 i / 1 i .!•his lawyer, Gordon Gordon. 'Say, fellows,” he remarked, withutl11the comaraderie of an old newspaper I f// f I i* /• • . ' VCman, “I’m a fugitive from justice or something, am I not? I’m in Dutch, j ^ Say, just tell your papers as a favor | „ to me, that I’m not married yet. 1 j (' don’t care so much about myself, but n I’ve got to look out for the little woman here.”“Really,” he said later, “I was ^ married in all innocence and good 10 faith. It was my wish to wed MiasaIDeremo the very minute I was free j\so when I received a cable on thlt;! night of October 11 stating that the t j first Mrs. Chester had won her de-' v j cree, I made arrangements to marry e Miss Deremo the very next day. 1(Continued on page 3.)cr