Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-12-19

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no harm. If you give me tip or two
heaven knows I want it badly
enough-whos hurt?"
"I am" said the girl, much Of her
resistance gone because Of his few
kindly words of the moment, too
soon passed.
"And I shan't do it again."
Nonsense! You will tell me when
The Whips tried"
IT shan't be here to see."
mo"
mo. 1 can't stay here much longer.
I dare not"
Nonsense! Where will you go?"
Isn't that for you to say? Haven't
you promised.
Satoris shrugged his shoulders and
then became aware that Harry Anson
was standing near the main door Of
the stables with anxious, speculative
eyes upon him. He left Myrtle and
strolled toward the stable. His eyes
for a moment looked keenly into the
face of the boy, and then with a sud-
den, unwilling movement Of his head,
ne turned aside, unable, despite his
wonderfully customary self control, to
face the brother Of Myrtle.
Lord Beverley was worried over
something the women Of his grand
daughters house party had told him.
They had described the course Of the
otter hunt, and this description had
displeased him exceedingly, though he
was at much pains not to let the wo-
men see it. But straight to Captain
Satoris, whom he instinctively dis
liked, though he tried to overcome
that feeling, he went.
"Greville," exclaimed the marquis,
I'm afraid from what I hear that
you went trespassing this morning"
"Oh, did we?" exclaimed Satoris
lightly, not attaching much import
ance to the opinions Of the racing
marquis upon any subject.
"Yes, from beyond the bend where
the Bourne winds through the Bran
caster property" Beverley continued,
in a modified tone.
"Of course-so it does" answered
Satoris well, we lidn't go far.
Surely it doesn't matter. AS neigh
Dor Brancaster wouldn't object"
Beverley frowned as he went on in
l. hoo on
Hes a neighbca. to whom object;
certainly not one from whoEl I'd ask
favors.
One of the women of the house par
ty, Lady Antrobus, had overheard the
two men use the name Brancaster.
OF Lady Antrobus it had been said
that "she rushed in where-well, you
know, my dear" Her shrewdish curl
osity made her anxious to know what
they were saying of Brancaster, so,
despite the breeding Of her line, she
interjected herself into the CONVEX
sation.
Lord Brancaster will have to sell
the Rievers for a song If he goes on
racing so desperately" she said.
She was an old neighbor Of the mar
quis, and her chance touching upon a
hobby Of Beverley aroused his ire.
Pardon me-" said he, betting so
desperately. Gambling is not racing"
He's a wonderfully cool gambler"
went on the chatty tongue Of his fem
mime neighbor. II saw him at San
down last autumn betting over the rail
with all the bookmakers on the other
side ranging at him like a pack Of
wolves"
Satoris himself had taken the other
end of some of these bets, and his
smile was rueful as he put in:
with Kelly, the Levianthan, lead
ing them, hurling the odds at his
head in thousands"
1t was plain that Lady Antrobus,
who had known Of Brancaster since
he was a boy, had rather a sort of
admiration for him.
And he never turned a hair" she
went on. II believe he loves the ex-
citement."
The failure of the plan Of the faith
er Of Lady Diana and of Brancaster
left a deep bitterness in the heart of
Beverley, though his bark was worse
than his bite.
The marquis felt that man Of his
own position and morality owed it to
the world to point out every horrible
example," even if that example were
the son Of an old family friend, "for
how otherwise can the rising genera
ton get the proper moral perspect-
ive?" he had asked more than once.
So now he did not hesitate, though
he was we'll aware that his utterances
would place him in the light of SEEM
ing rather less of gentleman than he
was in the minds Of those who might
not understand his real feeling in this
and related matters.
| He won't love paying for it," he
said, "and for his other follies"-
Even Beverley felt that he was going
too far.
But the mind of Lady Antrobus was
alert for any bit Of gossip.
Are they so very costly?" she con-
tinued, hoping to open the doors of
the marquis Indignation.
But Lord Beverley glanced at Lady
Diana, not very far off. Then he
coughed as he returned hesitatingly:
| "Hem-er-I have heard So"
Fuel to what she felt was a flame
about to expire the voluble neighbor
of Falconhurst added:
I've only met him once" she said
with the air of one contradicting the
marquis, land 1 thought he'd charm
ing manners and was quite good look
ing. Every youngster must sow his
wild oats, you know, my dear mar
quis."
Lady Antrobus had partially sue
ceeded. Beverley did not, it is true,
add to her fund Of knowledge re-
| garding the escapades of Brancaster
but he did express his own opinion