Sioux County pioneer. (Fort Yates, Sioux County, N.D.) 1914-1929, 1915-03-26

ash. sporty social parasite. and Horizons
CHAPTER x-contlnued.
Adrienne Lescott nodded. Her eyes
we're sweetly sympathetic.
It's the hardship of the conditions"
The said, softly. "Those conditions
Will change"
A man had come out onto the YER
anda from the inside, and was ap-
preaching the table. He was immac.
Stately groor1ed, and came forward
with the Difference of approaching a
Chrome, yet as one accustomed to ap-
preaching thrones. His smile was that
- pleased surprise.
The mountaineer recognized Far
Dish. and. with quick hardening
u the face, he recalled their last
meeting. If Farbish should presume
70 renew the mountaineering under
these circumstances, Samson meant
% rise from his chair. and strike him
h the face. George Lescott's sister
oould not be subjected to such meet
ngs. Yet, 1t was tribute to his ad-
vancement in good manners that he
dreaded making a scene in her pres
once. and, as warning, he met Far
bish's pleasant smile with a look of
blank and studied lack Of recognition.
The circumstances out of which Far
Dish might weave unpleasant gossip
I'D not occur to Samson. That they
we're together late in the evening, un-
eoaperoned, at a road house whose
reputation was socially dubious. was
. thing he did not realize. But Far
bish was keenly alive to the POSSIBLE
tiles Of the situation. He chose to
eonstrue the Kentuckian's blank ex-
preston as annoyance at being dis
covered. sentiment he could readily
understand Adrienne Lescott, follow
ing her companions eyes, looked up.
and to the boys establishment nodded
T. the newcomer, and called him by
name.
mr.. Farbish." she laughed, with
mock confusion and total innocence
Of the fact that her words might have
meaning, don't tell on u.s."
Il never tell things. my dear lady,"
sAid the newcomer. 81 have dwelt
too long in Conservatives to toss
pebbles. I'm afraid, Mr.. South. you
have forgotten me. I'm Farbish, and
had the pleasure of meeting you
he paused a moment, then with a
pointed glance added-"at the Man.
haitian club. was it not?"
1T was not" said Samson, prompt
h. Farbish looked his surprise, but
,wes resolved to see no offense. and,
after q few moments Of affable and,
Il must be acknowledged. witty con-
vsrsation. withdrew to his own table.
where did you meet that mani"
demanded Samson. fiercely. when he
and the girl were alone again.
"Oh, at any number of dinners and
iances. His sort is tolerated for some
PDason." She paused, then. looking
very directly at the Kentuckian, in
CURED, And where did you meet
Aim?'
Didn't you hear him say the Man.
haitian club?"
"Yea. and L knew that he was ly.
Ing"
Eyes, he was!" Samson spoke, con.
tDmptuously. Never mind where it
WAS. It was q place got out Of when
I found out who were there
The chauffeur came to announce
That the car was ready, and they
vent out. Farbish watched them with
. smile that had in 1t . trace Of the
esrdonic.
The career Of Farbish had been an
jnteresting one in its own peculiar and
bnadmirable fashion. With no adyan-.
tages of upbringing, he had neverthe-
Ness so cultivated the niceties Of social
Usage that his one flaw was q too
great perfection. He was letter.per.
feet where one to the manor born
might have slurred some detail.
He was witty. handsome in his sat
k1nine way. and had powerful friends
b the world of fashion and finance.
That he rendered services to his
plutocratic patrons, other than the
repartee of his dinner talk. was thing
vaguely limited in club gossip. and
dat these services were not to his
credit had more than once been con-
Actured.