The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-04-08


+ to tie~ Kenmore club He found che
grouad of interest falloW and aftzglly
sowed it with well chosen anecdotes
calculated to stimulate enthusiasm.
On leaving the studio he paused to
say:
1Ill let you know when conditions
are Just right" Then, he added, as
though in afterthought And Ill arr
range so that you won't run up on
Wilfred Horton"
What's the matter WITH Wilfred
Horton?' demanded Samson, a shade
CURLY.
Nothing at all, replied Farbish,
with entire gravity Personally I
like Horton immensely. simply
thought you might find things more
congenial when he wasn't among
those present"
Samson was puzzled but be did not
fancy hearing from this man hps
criticisms upon friends OF his friends.
well | reckon" he said, C0olly,
I'D like him, too.
Il beg your pardon" said the ether.
81 suppose you knew, or I shouldn't
have mentioned the subject / seem
to have said too much.T
See here, Mr. Farbish," Samson
spoke quietly, but imperatlvely; If
you know any reason why Z shouldn't
meet Mr.. Wilfred Horton, I want you
to tell me what it is. He IFS a friend
of my friends. You say you've said
too much | reckon you've either
said too much, or too little.
Then, very insidiously and artistical
~, seeming all the while reluctant and
apologize, the visitor proceeded to
plant in Samson's mind an eXagger-
ated and untrue picture Of horton
contempt for him and Of Horizons re-
sentiment at the favor shown him by
the Lescotts.
Samson heard him out With a face
enignatically set, and his voice was
soft, as he said simply at the end:
I'm obliged to you"
Samson did not appear at the Les
colt house for two weeks after that
He lad begun to think that, If his
goins there gave embarla smelt to
a smile that had in it a trace Of the
sardonic
The career Of Farbish had been an
interesting one in its own peculiar and
unadmirable fashion. With no advan-
tages of upbringing. he had noverthe-
less so cultivated the nicates Of social
usage that his one flaw was G. too
great perfection. He was Ietter-per- |
feet where one to the manor born
might have slurred some detail
He was witty, handsome ia his sat. /
urnine way. and had powerful friends |
in the world of fashion and finance.
That he rendered services to his |
plutocratic patrons other than the |
repartee of his dinner talk was a thing |
vaguely limited in club gossip and |
that these services were not TO his |
credit had more than once been con- |
jectured.
When Horton had begun his cru |
SADIE against various abuses, he had |
cast a suspicious eye on all matters |
through which he could trace the trail
of William Farbish, and now, when
Farhish saw Horton, he eyed him with
an enigmatical expression. halfqgiz-
zical and half-maleyolent.
After Adrienne and Samson had dis
appeared, he rejoined his companion,
stout, middle-aged gentleman Of [
ford complexion, whose choviot cut
aB ay and reposefuI WaistCoat covered
liberal embonpont. Far5.sh took
his cigar from his lips and ."l.]
its ascending smoke through .i45 half
closed and thoughtful
Singular" he unused; very stngu-
lar!"
Whats singular impatientIy de-
manded his companion Finish, or
don't start"
THAT mountaineer came up here
as George Lescotts protege," went
on F'arbish, refectively. He came
fresh from the feud belt, and landed
in the police court. Now,
in less than year, he's pairing of
with Adrienne Lescott-who, every
one supposed, meant to marry Wilfred
Horton. This little party tonight is,
to put it quite mildly, 4t uncon-
ventional"
The stout gentleman said nothing,
and the other questioned, musiugly
BY the way, Bradburn has the
Kenmore Shooting club requested Will
fred Horizons resignation yet?'
Not yet. We are going to. He's
not congenial, since his hand is raised
against every man who owns more
than two dollars" The speaker owLed
several million times that sum. This
meeting at an out-oT-the-way place
had been arranged for the purpose
Of discussing ways and means Of curb
ing Wilfred's crusades.
We'll, don't do it,
why the devil shouldn't We? We
lon't want anarchists in the Ken
nore."
After awhile, they sat silent Farbish
smiling over the plot he had just de-
7ised, and the other man putting with
| puzzled expression at his cigar.
That's all there is to it, summar-
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