The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1897-10-24

him TO recklessneSS; he filled the glass
again and again; even urged the hoy
to the drinking of mad tcasts. IN
give the young idiot a lesson" he
thought brutally; tone of the lessons
they taught me years ago. We're traV-
cling the same road, my stupid Bailey
Roughton." he muttered, looking at
hinl--'only I'm little farther on the
journey than you
Presently the boy fell into a heavy
slumber With his head among the
glasses on the table: Richard Felgate
whose face was flushed, stood up. ana
'steadied himself with a hand or the
back Of a. chair. He laughed in his
throat, and then-with a shaking hand
began TO pour some more whisky into
his glass
a sound at the other end of the room
caused him to look up With start; he
sat down the bottle, and drew himself
up, with his hands gripping the chair
back. The door, which evidently led
from another room. had opened. and a
tlgure stood there, in q long loose robe.
framed startlingly against the darkness
behind-the figure of a young girl.
In all his after life il is probable that
Richard Felgate never quite effaced the
recollection o. that moment; never
quite lost the impression of the girl, as
be saw her then. She had stopped, with
one hand on the door knob. and the
other holding her gown at the throat;
they looked at each cher for one long
moment, across the drunken boy.
Swiftly still looking at him. she
crossed the room and bent over the boy.
He reused himself q little sullenly,
laughed sleepily, and laid down his
head again. She looked at Richard
E'eigate with such d Scorn in her young
face that his reckless eyes fell little,
and he fumhied uneasily with the chair
back.
What is the matter with my brother,
STRIP
You see" he replied, in a low voice,
without looking at her.
'Yes-I see" she said slowly. and
you-you are, I suppose. 4 friend-a-"
"A mere chance acquaintance. IL did
not know. VIII you--NYiH you let me
500" Ills tones we're hurrieds he tried
saVagely to get hold OF his easy self
possession; to face this mere girl with
Jest. ard treat the foolish matter
lightly But her glance Was disquiet-
ling.
yes, so by an means" she said,
turning away from him, and tapping
her sim fingers impatientiy on the
table.
Neat the door he hesitated for mo-
ment, and glanced toward her; noting,
in dull Way. how pure and white and
Still was her profile; how soft were the
strands of brown hair which curled
close against her neck
Won't You let me say he began;
but she checked him quickly.
Say nothing, l beg, sir.
He opened the door softly. and passed
out, and got down into the street. feel
ing beaten ard sobered and humbled.
He was in a mood to curse the fate
which had taken him to the place; 70
curse his weakness in being SO easily
put to stammering flight by a girl. But
after much tramping of the streets. and
many vain e2deaYors to dismiss the
whole stupid business from his mind,
he found that his chief feeling in the
matter remained that of humiliation
Mr.. Bailey Roughton was sullenly re-
covering the next morning when he re-
ceived call from his friend of the pre-
rious night. His remembrance of events
was so haZy that he failed to recognize
the name of Richard Felgate when it
Was presented to him by the servant,
or the person Of the visitor when he
entered the room. Felgate had quite re
covered his usual demeanor, only in
daylight the lines on his face and the
horrible WEAKNESS of his eyes were
more marked than in the light by
which men generally saw him.
I see you don't remember me-" he
said, with q smile, as he pulled off his
gloves. And yet vas your guest here
last night. Mr. Bailey Roughton."
BY Jove," exclaimed the young gen
tlemau, nerVously. L have dim recol-
I lection that [ brought some fellow
home with me. Yes Of course;
you got me out Of a scrape at that
/ beastly club. and then
And then you insisted on bringing
me here" supplemented Richard Eel
gate. frowning. To-day ] have called
to apologize for my conduct"
''ApologiZal" exclaimed Bailey Rough
ton. 30, I'm sure there's nothing to
apologize for. MINI. FeIgate''-he
/ glanced al the nothing at all
daresay We kicked up bit of row.
but
you mistake my meaning" replied
Felgate, coolly. Il do not suggest that