The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1908-03-18

offense, that could not striGe ~ner
through him. 1t was wicked. it was
contemplate. insane, to strike her.
What were the governors of the Lemon
about, a lot of sniveling hypocrites,
pandering to the Mortified snobbery at
the PATRONS? Who were they. any
way, to discipline him? Scarce one
In fifty among the members of the two
clubs was qualified to sit in judgment
on a Siward
But that tempest of passion and NOR
tification passed, too, leaving him
standing there dumb, desperate, star
ing at the letter crushed in his shaking
hand.
He must see somebody, some men,
Der of the Lenox, and do something
something! Ferrall! Was that Fer
rails step on the landing?
He sprang to the door and opened
1t. Quarter, passing the corridor,
turned an e=pressionless visage toward
him and passed on, with a nod almost
imperceptible.
Quarter" he called, swept by a
sudden impulse.
Quarter halted and turned.
could you give me a moment here
in my room? | won't detain you"
The faint trace of surprise faded
from Quarters face. He quietly re-
traced his steps and, entering Siward's
room, stood silently confronting its
pallid tenant.
"Will you sit down moment"
Quarter seated himself in the arm
chair by the window, and Siward
found a chair opposite.
"Quarrier," said the younger man,
turning a tensely miserable face on his
visitor. Il want to ask you something.
I'm not mince matters. You know that
the PATRONS have dropped me, and
you know what for"
Yes know"
when was called before the board
Of governors TO explain the matter, if
could. you were sitting on that
board"
Yes"
81 denied the charge. but refused to
explain. You rememberY
Quarter nodded codly.
And | was dropped by the club"
A slight inclination of Quarters
symmetrical head corroborated him.
Now" said Siward. slowly and very
distinctly. Il shall tell you unoficially
what 7 refused to tell the other govern
ors officially" And as he began speak
IN. Quarters face flushed, then the
features became immobile, set and in
ert and his eyes grew duller and duller,
as though under smooth surface the
soul inside of him was shrinking back
into some dark corner, silent, watch
ful. suspicious apd perhaps defiant.
Mr. Quarter" said Siward quietly.
II did not take that girl to the Pa
troons club, and you know it,
Quarter was all surface now He
had drawn away internally so far that
even his eyes seemed to recede until
they scarcely glimmered through the
Sits in his colorless mask. And ST.
ward went on:
Il knew perfectly well what sort OF
women | was to meet at that fool sup
per Billy Fleetwood gave, and you
must have, too, for the girl you took in
was no stranger to you. Her name is
Lydia Vyse, | believe"
The slightest possible glimmer in the
elder mans eyes was all the answer he
granted
what happened" said Siward calm
ly, "was this: She bet me she could
so disguise herself that | could safely
take her into any club in New York. |
bet her she couldn't. l never dreamed
of trying. Besides, she was your-din-
ner partner" he added, with shrig.
"Quarrler." said Siward earnestly,
"what happened in the club lobby |
don't exactly know, because l was not
in a condition to know. ! admit it;
that was the trouble with me. When
/ left Fleetwood's rooms l left with
a half dozen men. l remember cross
ing Fifth avenue with them, and the
next thing / remember distinctly was
loud talking i'm the club lobby and a
number of lhen there and slim young
fellow in Inverness and top hat in the
center of a crowd whose face was the
face, Of III girl lydia WISE. And