The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-09-24

worth something? Had he not earned
at least the right to borrow from this
rlch man who could afford to paw for
what was done for him? Why should
ne feel ashamed? He had not been
treacherous; he really liked the fellow.
why shouldn't he take his money?
See here, old man." said4S flank, ex-
tending huge highly colored hand.
Is all square between us now?"
Il think So muttered Mortimer.
But Plank would not relinouish his
hand
linen tell me how to draw that
check! Great heaven, Mortimer what
IS friendship, anyhow, If 1t doesn't in
clude little matters like this-little mis-
understandings like this? I'm the man
to be sensitive, not you. You have
been very good to me, Mortimer.
could almost wish you in a position
where the only thing possess might
square something Of my debt to YOU"
A few minutes later while he was
lining In the check dusty youth in
riding clothes and spurs came In and
found seat by one of the windows,
into which he dropped, and then looked
about him for a servant.
Hello, Fleetwoodv' said Mortimer.
glancing over his shoulder to see
whose spurs We're ringing on the pol.
ished floor.
Fleetwood saluted amiably with his
riding crop, including Plank, whom
be did not know, In a more formal sa-
lutte.
"Will you join us?" asked Morti-
mer, taking the check which Plank Of
fered and carelessly pocketing 1t with
out even nod Of thanks. "You know
Beverly Plank, Of course? What!
thought everybody knew Beverly
Plank"
Mr.. Fleetwood and Mr.. Plank shook
hands and resumed their seats.
Ripping weather. observed Fleet
wood, replacing his hat and rebutton.
Ing the glove which he had removed
to shake hands with Plank. LOT Of
| jolly people out this morning say,
Mortimer, doNyou want that roam hunt
er of mine you looked over? l mean
King Dermid, because Marion Page
wants him If you don't. She was out
this morning, and she spoke of II
again."
Mortimer, lifting replenished glass.
shook his head and drank thirstily in
silence.
Saw you at Westbury, think,
said Fleetwood politely to Plank as
the two lifted their glasses to one an.
other.
Il hunted there for day or two,
replied Plank modestly. "If It's that
big Irish thoroughbred you were rid
Ing that you want to sell, I'd like q
look in If Miss Page doesn't fancy
him"
Fleetwood laughed and glanced
amusedly at Plank over his glass. "I
isn't that horse, Mr.. Plank. That's
Drumceit, Stephen Siward's famous
horse" He interrupted himself to ex
change greetings with several men who
came into the room rather noisily
their spurs resounding across the oak
en- floor. One of them, Tom O'Hara
Joined them, slamming his crop on thu
desk beside Plank and spreading him
self over al armchair, from the sea
Of which he forcibly removed Morti
mer's feet without excuse.
"Drink? OF course l want drink,
he replied irritably to Fleetwood-"one
three, ten, several Billy, whose wease
bellied pinto was that you were kick
ing your heels into In the park? SOM
Of the squadron men asked me-th'
major. Oh beg pardon! Didn't know
you were trying to stick Mortimer will
him. He might do for the troop am
bulance-inside. What? Oh, yes; me
Mr.. Blank-I mean Mr. Plank-a
Shotover, think. How dye do? Hat
the pleasure Of potting your tam
pheasants Rotten sport, you know
What do you do 1t for, Mr.. Blank"
what did you come for if it's rot
ten sport? asked Plank SO simply tina
1t took O'Hara moment to realize b
had been snubbed.
II didn't mean to be offensive" h
drawled.
II suppose you can't help It," sal
Plank very gently. "Some people cam
you know" And there was another s.
lence, broken by Mortimer, whose er
tire bulk was tingling with a mixtur
Of surprise and amusement over hi
proteges developing ability to talk
care of himself. did you say tina
Stephen Siward is In Westbury, Billy ?
"No; he's in town." replied Flee
wood. 81 took his horses up to hun
with. He isn't hunting. you know"
, II didn't know. Nobody ever see
!. him anywhere" said Mortimer.
. guess his mothers death cut him up"
Fleetwood lifted his empty glass an
gently shook the ice in 1t. "That an
the other business-is enough to CT
any man up, isn't it?"
"You mean the action Of the Leno
club?" asked Plank seriously.
eyes. He's resigned from this clul
too, hear. Somebody told me that b