Omaha daily bee., 1902-10-18

him 10 understand the slur. Rothwell's
eyes flashed. But before he could speak
the butler, still somewhat cared, an
nounced tina dinner was served and stared
with at least q semi-human smazement to
see the afternoon arrival 60 out TO 1t. upon
his masters arm
Thus It ali began. The end came space.
Patricia suffered more from the friends
she made than the foes. That is, however,
q common human experience. Molly was
her slave, TAplow her staunch defender and
Anstruther after the first amazing break
contented himself with staring at her from
RfEr. Rothwell was hard hit and did not
try to hide it. The other men gave her up
as & puzzle. As for the other women,
their hatred WIS SO lively they had de-
veloped a sisterly tolerance for each other.
TreKars indeed christened them the Ven
gerbund. Miss Ash made him whether or
no the Vengerbund's eonhdante. After
each sitting he wrote down things in the
notebook from which he planned one day
to evolve the great American novel.
Weather permitting. the Bdgecombe pack
hunted three days each week More than
half the time the meet was Wake Forest
lawn, this because OF Gagged foxes and
convenience, The place lay centrally, with
more than half the best runs round about
It. Running full strength the pack showed
twenty couple. More generally there were
ten or at the most twelve. Jack Wish,
head huntsmAn, who had in a manner
adopted Taplow, the pack and his own posi-
ton, was tender Of his dogs and would
not let one out save in the pink OF condl-
ton. Taplov and the whippers-in stood
equally in awe OF him-he was so given TO
dark "reminiscences Of what had happened
when his will was crossed. He had been
all along so high and austere with every
body II had given them quite to see his
SLOUGH hat on 10 Patricia and his smile OF
Eratihed pride when she praised the fettle
Of his charges. Eft ever any ~woman-booy
ware bRwn a-knowin' dswgs-why she
ware" he said. looking after her as she
rode away, Her pap and her g~rzndpAp
and all the Rhetts before them two fed
and bred the best that ever yelped in
CyRrliner-hAwses, too"
Ruby. the red-bay mare. was a clinker.
The purest blood bay. her coat newly she'd
ded. shone like FURNISHED metal under dap
pies Of spring sunshine. She stood almost
sixteen hands. and was a pattern CT bone
and beauty. elesn-limbed. sinewy. with Q
esutiful lean head, a white-stsrred fore
head. waving silky name and streaming
tail. Somehow she put the regular hunters
with clipped coats and niggard locked fans
quite out Of court, made them seem poor
and artificial. Somehow. too, Patricia's
linen habit and sloueh hat became her bet
ter than the other women's riding gear,
II they were turned out by London's shops
as II for hunting in the shires.
Mrs Loudon admitted as much TO her
self almost despairingly. Patricia had
been ten days at wake Forest. They were
out for what was TO be the last run with
the hounds. Anstruther Rad gone oh mys-
teriously a. dEylight-Tregars never hunted
Neither aid Van Lewis-he preferred 70
chase bugs and butterflies. Taplow was
busy with the doEs-Molly had taken pcs
session OF Patricia Thus RothweH and
Dick Morton had no choice but 10 ride with
Missile and the bold Loudon.
How many times has she refused youg"
Mrs Loudon asked bitterly, ineiining her
head toward Patricia. Rothweu laughed
eonstrainedly; 7 believe I have not quite
kept count" he said. although Anstruhter
advised ne 20 do IL and quoted the Scotch
proverh. Nineteen nsysEys are half a
grant,"
Really ] wonder ~ be IL kssping COUNT
It's absurd OF course 10 say thAt-no
woman viii ever play with him" Mrs.
Loudon answered; Miss Rhett fancy.
knows Es much"
Why, How DO you happen 70 rids a
livery hunter todAyF" Rothwen interrupted.
irrevelanty. Mrs. L7udon gave him a side
long look, saying;
"Is 1t possible you take notice Of anything