The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1908-04-08

stand up, but had trouble with his
crutches.
please don't try" said Plank, com
ing over and offering his hand. May
stop in again soon? Oh, you are of
to the country for a month or two?
see You don't look very well. hope
it will benefit you. Awfully glad t.
have seen you. II hope you won't
forget me-entirely."
Il am the man people are forget
ting" returned Siward. mot you. 1t
was very nice of you to come. You
are one of very few who remember me
at all"
IL have very few people TO remem
ber," said Plank, land if ! had as
many as | could desire | should re
member you first"
Here he became very much embar-
raised. Siward offered his hand again.
Plank shook it awkwardly and went
away on tiptoe down the stairs, which
creaked decorously under his weight
And that ended the first interview
between Plank and Siward in the first
days Of the latters decline.
The months that passed during ST.
wards absence from the city began
to prove rather eventful for Plank.
He was finally elected a member of
! the PATRONS club without serious OPP
! position; he had dined twice with the
Kemp Fcrralls; he and Major Bel.
wether were seen together at the Cath
ness dance and i'm the Caithness box
at the opera. Once a respectable news
| paper reported him at Tuxedo for the
weeks end: his name. linked with the
! clergy, frequently occupied such space
under the column headed "EccleSias-
! teal News" as was devoted to the
progress Of the new chapel, and many
Old ladies began to become familiar
with his name.
At the right moment the MortimerS
| featured him between two fashionable
bishops mt a dinner Mrs. Vendenning.
| who adOred bishops, Immediately re-
membered him among those asked to
her famous annual bal poudre, a cele.
| brated yacht club admitted him TO
! membership. whole shOal of excel
| lent minor clubs which really needed
/ new members followed suit, and even
the rockribbed LenoX, wearied of its
own time honored immobility, display
ed the preliminary fidgets which BODIED
well for the stolid candidate.
Yes, he was doing well, for that des-
| potic beauty. Sylvia Lands, whose ca.
! PRECIOUS perversity had recently aston
! ished those who remembered her in
! her first season as n sweet, reasonable
and unspoiled girl, was always friend
| ly with him. That must be looked up
on as important, considering Sylvia's
unassailable position and her kinship
to the autocratic old lady whose kindly
ullase had for generations remained
the undisputed law in the social sys-
TEN of Manhattan.
At ball at the Pages, to which Mrs
Mortimer took him, Plank met Sylvia.
Her escort, Ferrall, nodded to him
pleasantly. She leaned forward from
| Feralrs arm, saying under her breath
81 have saved a dance for you. Please
ask me at once. Quick! Do you want
me"
Il do" stammered Plank
Ferrall, suspicious, stepped forward
to exchange civilities, then turning tC
the girl beside him: "See here, Sylvia,
you've dragged me all over this house
on one preteXt or another. Do you
want any supper, or don't you? If you
don't, it's our dance"
mo, don't. No, it isn't. Kemp
you annoy me-"
That's a nice thing to say. Is il
your delicatey inimitable way of Civ
ing me my congo"
Eyes, thank you" nodded Miss Ian
dis coolly. you may go now"
you're spoiled, that's what's the
matter" retorted Ferrall wrathfully
81 thought I was to have this dance
You said"-
81 said perhaps, because l didn
see Mr.. Plank coming to claim 1t
Thank you, Kemp, for finding him"
Her nod and smile took the edge
from her malice. Ferrall, who really
adored dancing, glared about for any
body to dance with.
Sylvia, standing beside Plank, look
ed up at him with her confident anC
friendly sn -.