Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-02-27

direction until he located Beverly
Plank at the Saddle club, an organiza-
ton Of wealthy men and sufficiently
exclusive not to compromise Planks
chances for something better,
Mortimer crawled out of his hanson.
saving that the desk clerk would pay
and entered the reading room, where
Plank sat writing a letter.
Beverly Plank had grown stouter
since he had returned to town from
Black Fells, but the increase of weight
was evenly distributed over his SIX
feet odd, which made him only tribe
more ponderous and not abdominally
fat But Mortimer had become enor-
nous. Rolls of flesh crowded his mot
tied ear lobes outward and buiged
above his collar Cushions of 1t pad
ded the backs of his hands and fin
gers. Shaving left his heavy, distend-
cd face congested and unpleasantly
shiny. But he was as minutely groom
ed as ever. and he wore that sat1ated
air of prosperity which had always
been one of his most important assets.
The social campaign inaugurated by
Leila Mortimer in behalf of Beverly
plank had so far received no serious
reyerses. His box at the horse show,
of course, produced merely negative
results. His box at the opera might
mean something some day. His name
was IN at the Lenox and the PATRONS.
He had endowed a ward in the new
pavilion Of St Berold's hospital He
had presented fine Gainsborough
saThe Countess of Wythe," to the Met
ropolitan museum. and it was rumored
| that he had consulted several bishops
| concerning a new chapel for that huge
| bastion of the citadel of faith looming
above the metropolitan wilderness II
| the north.
| Meanwhile he was doggedly docile
His huge house, facing the wintry pari
midway between the squat palaces o
the wealthy pioneers and the QUITE
hundreds, remained magniicently emp
ty save for certain afternoon confer
ences of very solemn men, fellow d
rectors and associates in business an
financial matters-save for the per
odical presence of the Mortimers.
"Things are moving all the same,
said Mortimer as he entered the reat
ing room OF the Saddle club. "Quarrie
and Belwether have listened more n
spectfully to me since they read thf
column about you and the bishops an
that chapel business"
Plank turned his heavy head. with
disturbed glance around the roou
aCan't you be carefully" he said "Thel
was man here a moment ago." Z
picked up his unfinished letter, foldt
/ and pocketed 1t. touched an electr
! bell. and when a servant came, "Tal
, Mr.. Mortimer's order" he said. su
+ porting his massive head on his hui
4 hands and resting his elbow on t
; writing desk.
e 'T've got to cut out this mornil
4 bracer," said Mortimer. eying the ser
t. ant with INDIGESTION, but he gave !
s order nevertheless and later accept
a cigar, and when the servant had
d turned and again retired he half en-
e. fled his tall glass, refilled T. with M
r. eral water and, settling back In
padded armchair, said: IF l mana
d this thing as 1t ought to be manae
s. you'll go through by April. What
you think of thatr'
e. Plank's phlegmatic features flush
- 'I'm more obliged to you than {
say" he began, but Mortimer silent
him with a gesture. Don't interru
I'm going to put you through the
= troons club by April. That's thi