The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-10-01

cut after fashion no young man re-
members.
Good evening. Gumble," said Fleet
wood. entering. followed on tiptoe by
Plank.
Good evening, SIR" A pause and In
the unsteady voice Of age: "Mr. Fleet
wood, sir. Mr. A bow and the
dim eyes peering up ut Plank, who
stood fumbling for his cardcase.
Fleetwood dropped both cards on the
salver unsteadily extended. The but
Ter ushered them into dim room on
the right
How Is Mr.. Siward?" asked Fleet
wood. pausing on the threshold and
dropping his voice.
The old man hesitated, looking
down; then still looking away from
Fleetwood: "Bravely, sir; bravely, Mr..
Fleetwood"
1.-THE Siwards were always that"
said the young man gently.
Yes, sir. Thank you. Mr.. Stephen
Mr. Siward," he corrected quantity,
us indisposed, sir. 1t was "a great
shock to us all, SIR" He bowed and
turned away, holding his saver stifiiy,
and they heard him muttering under
his breath: "Bravely, sir; bravely. A
great shock sir. Thank you"
The butler returned presently, say
Ing that Mr. Siward was at home and
would receive them In the library
above, as he was not yet able to pass
up and down stairs
Siward was sitting In an armchair
by the window, one leg extended, his
left foot, stifHy cased In bandages,
resting on a footstool.
"Why, Stephen" exclaimed Fleet
wood, Fastening forward, II didn't
know you We're laid up like thisv'
Siward offered his hand inquiringly;
then his eyes turned toward Plank.
who stood behind Fleetwood, and.
slowly dlsengaging his hand from
FIeetwaod's sympathetic grip, he Of
fered 1t to Plank.
ar Is very kind of you" he said.
"Gumble, Mr.. Fleetwood prefers yye
Tor some fnscrutable reason. Nh.
idiih IL rs olllllc W as IL question:.
"If you don't mind,' said Plank. 81
should like to have some tea-that Is,
if'-
''Tea, Gumble, for two. Wen tipple
In company, Mr.. Plank" he added
And the cigars are at your elbow,
Billy" with another smile at Fleet
wood.
~ e.rtl th1 I,%%
lighted his cigar what is the mat
ter, Stephen"'
siward glanced at his stifly extend
ed foot. Nothing much" He red
dened family. Il slipped. It's only
a twisted ankle"
For moment or two the answer sat.
lsfied Fleetwood; then a sudden, curl
Gus fash of suspicion came into his
eyes. He glanced sharply at Siward,
who lowered his eyes. while the red
tint In his hollow cheeks deepened.
Neither spoke for awhile. Plank sip
ped the tea which Wands, the second
man, brought Siward brooded over
his cup, head bent Fleetwood made
more noise than necessary with his
Ice.
"Why did you drop the Saddle club,
SteDhen" asked Fleetwood
I'm not riding. have no use for
It," replied Siward
you've cut out the Proscenium club,
too, and the Owls Head and the
Trophy. It's shame, Stephen"
"I'm tired of clubs"
Don't talk that way"
VERY well, won't" said Siward.
smiling. Tell me what is happening
out there" He made gesture toward
the window. "All the gossip the news
papers miss. I've talked DR.. Grisby to
death; I've talked Gumble to death;
I've read myself stupid. What's going
on, Billy?"
So Fleetwood sketched for him
gay cartoon of events, caricaturing va
rious episodes In the social kaleido-
scope which might interest him. Pol
itics was touched upon, and they
spoke of the possibility of Ferrall GO
Ing to the assembly, the sport of boss