Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1908-01-17

not nave seen Hilil-an 'hSAs' PA'
soft gentleman with white downy
chop whiskers and the profile Of be-
neyolent buck rabbit.
How do you do. Mr.. BelwetherF
said Slward In a low voice without
offering his hand.
Then Major Belwether saw him.
bless you-yes. indeed! And, though
Siward continued not to offer his hahd,
Major Belwether meant To have IL,
bless your heart. and he fused and
fused and beamed cordially until he
secured II in his plump white fingers
and pressed II effusively.
There was something about his soft
warm hands which had always re
minded Siward of the temperature and
texture OF a newly hatched bird. II
had been some time since he had
shaken hands with Major Belwether.
1t was apparent that the bird had not
aged any.
| Slipping his arm through the pivot
sleeve Of Lord Alderdene's shooting
| jacket. hooking the other In Siwards
reluctant elbow and driving Mortimer
ahead OF him, Major Belwether went
garrulously away up the stairs. his
lordship's handy little legs trotting be-
side him, the soaking CATERS and shoes
stopping at every step.
Siward turned off down his CORR
dor, unaware that the Sycamore pup
was following close at his heels until
he heard Quarters even, colorlcss
voice, "Ferrall. would you he good
enough TO send Sagamore 10 your ken
nelsf"
"Oh. he's your dog! l forgot" said
Siward. turning around.
Quarter looked at him. pausing a
moment.
"Yes," he said coldly; "he's my dog
For fraction of second the two
mems eyes encountered; then Siward
glanced at the dog and turned on his
heel with the slightest shrug. and that
Is all there was to the incident-an
anxious, perpleXed puppy logged of
by a servant, turning, jerking, twist.
ing, resisting looking piteously back as
his unwilling feet slid over the pol
ished floor.
So Slward walked on alone through
the long eastern wing to his room
overlooking the sea. He sat down Oh
the edge OF his bed. CHANGING at the
clothing laid out for him, He felt
tired and disinclined for the exertior
Of undressing. The shades We're up
Night Quicksilvered the window paneS
so that they We're like 4 dark mirror
rejecting his face. He inspected his
darkened features curlously. The
blurred and somber tinted visage re
turned the stare.
Not man at all--the shadow OF O
man." he said aloud. with no will. NJ
courage, always putting off the battle
always avoiding conclusions, always
skulking. What chance Is there fol
a man uke that?"
As one who raises glass TO drinl
wine and unexpectedly finds water. ht
shrugged his shoulders disgustedIy anC
got up. A bath followed. He dressed
leisurely and was pacing the room
fussing with his collar when Ferral
knocked and entered. finding n sea
on the bed.
Stephen" he said bluntly. 81 hav,
: not seen you since that break of your
at the club"
Rotten, wasn't it?' commented 81
ward tying his tie.
Perfectly. OF course it doesn't maxi
any difference to Grace or to me, bu
I fancy you've already heard from It,
q "Oh, yes. All | care about is ho'
ny mother took it,
l. "Of course she was cut up, SUI
;. pose"
s Yes. You know how she woul
l. look at thing Of that sort-not thf
l. any Of the nine and seventy jarrin
8 sets would care, but those few thol
: sands invading the edges, butting ii
half or three-quarters inside. are til
d people who can't afford to overloo
= the victim of a fashionable clubs di
3 peasure-those and woman like m
Z mother and several other decent min'
l. ed people who happen to count
b town"
e Ferrall, his legs swinging busil
d thought again, then, WHO was til
d girl, StephenT'
II don't think the papers mentione
e her name," said Siward gravely.
& "Oh, | beg your pardon though
e she was some notorious actress. Ever,
n body said So Who were those Gallo
fools who put you up to it? Nevt
nj t,lI D,,a
strikes me they are candidates for clu
discipline as well as you 1t was Il
to them to face the governors. | think
mo. think not"
Ferrall, legs swinging busily, col
sidered him.
''Too bad" he unused. They nee
not have dropped you"
ooh. they had to- But as long ,
the Lenox takes no action | can Ii,
that down.
Ferrall nodded: II came in to sa
something-a message from Grace
confound 1t, what was it? Oh, cou
you before dinner now just S
down and with that Internal faciIit
OF yours make sketch of man cha
Ing gun shy dog?"
"Why. yes, if Mrs Ferrall Wishes"
He walked over to the desk in h
shirt sleeves. sat down, drew blan
sheet of paper toward him and, di
ping his pen, drew carelessly a gu
SHY setter dog rushing frantical
across the stubble and after him. bar
& headed, gun in hand. the maddest ,
II men.
Put Vandyke beard on him
t. grinned Ferrnll over his shoulde
o ''There! 0 Lord, but you have hit