The San Francisco call., 1910-03-20

member of the Greenbough country club. The
name of it is Stephen Stuyver He's the only one on
the membership. committee who doesn't favor me.
Am I right?" Benham nodded. 1--WE known it all
along Carter went Hes too old fashioned. l
never could make any impression him. You
haven't proposed me, them"
"No | made preliminary inquiry to avoid embar-
rassment"
MAY l ask you to propose during the next
month some time"
Surely if you want to bring it to issue"
That's just what | Thanks, old fellow"
For the last year R. Pendleton Carteret might have
been discerned lowering along the difficult line of ap-
proach that led within the gded portals of the Green
bough country club 1t the wealthiest and one
of the most exclusive among such organizations in the
suburban territory He had reached point in his
social campaign where clubs became necessary and
had finally selected this, with Benham personal
manager For some time of late the conviction had
grown upon him that Stuyver would prove an
mountable obstacle.
Tuesday the day of the paper chase, brought a
cloudless morning The air sweet and sharp,
with tang like sparkling wine, and the wind piped
cheerily along the dry, brown Jersey hills and ho
lows. The trail had been laid for a 10 mile chase
with luncheon at the end They not to return
until late in the afternoon.
AS the young folk in high spirits the prospect of
perfect weather and hard riding, moved out to the
drive where the horses waiting, Carter scattered
his attentions so successfully that he was able to
avoid attaching himself to any for the day When
the cavalcade started with haooing and the clatter
of hoofs he dashed into the The chase led
along the road for half mile, then a strip of
meadow into the brown and crimson woods CATER
pounding close after the leaders, found himself hidden
by a turn from those who followed He swung aside
from the forest track and dashed into the denser
growth A hundred yards farther he pulled up and
waited until the whole noisy troop swept past Then
he made his way sedately homeward. Near Lawn
crest he dismounted and pried loose of the
horses shoes On returning he gave picturesque
description of the mishap to the .stabeman.
WAITING FOR RESULTS
The morning train was due Sat the station four
miles distant at o'clock AS he ensconced himself
comfortably in bamboo steamer chair on the
randa Carter pictured to himself events that would
be taking place there within few minutes. There
was combined lumber yard and livery stable in the
village, with one rig. He remembered that distinctly
He had aScertaned that there no. train back
before noon. The Demaars had telephone at Lawn
crest, but it private number and he did not
believe that Maude Stuyver knew it. Altogether the
situation promised well and he settled to peaceful
hour with Mentaigne
Upon the bright peace of the autumn morning there
sharp complaint Its note was vague at first,
Oul ptISSteH carter SAT up eXpeCtdntiy L he SOUND
resolved itself presently into metallic whine, with
dull spanking undertone Carter smiled From
the edge of the lockwood hedge that concealed the
road vehicle rode into view, turning with delibera-
ton through the gates and into the drive 1t the
ancient conveyance of the livery stable with the
one. angular horse between the shafts and the
lanky driver the seat. Back of him. very straight
very pink and very pretty, sat Maude Stuyver.
The Virginian was suddenly aware that the game
would be difficult There look in the girls face
that spoke warning. AT the proper instant he de-
scended the steps with the tolerant, good natured
smile he always in the presence of persons who
did not like him.
Here already, Miss Stuyvc-s" he said. q had
heard you were coming"
The girls pose stiffeHed still more as she returned
his bow He held out a. hands She ignored it. May
assist you?' he explained. She shook her head and