Evening star., 1915-01-03

GZSSJ brass gate to report respectful this new
"a gentleman to see Mr.. Robert, Sir, says he.
"Wel, he's still out, says |.
$50 told him. Sir" says Vincent; "but then he asks
if Mr.. Ferdinand isn't here 1 didn't know, Sir. Is
there "a"
Sure Vincent, sure" says l. "Brother-in-law
Ferdy you know What's the gentleman's real name?"
"Mr Blair Hiscock," says Vincent readin' the card
Ever hear that one?" asks Hamilton, and he says
he amt @Must be family friend though goes
on We'll take chance Vincent. Tell Blair to
breeze in"
l might have had bean enough to have looked for
another pair of shelrimmed glasses too. That's what
shows up Only this party, instead of beamin mild and
foolish through EN- Ferdy does, stares through
his sort of peevish. He's pae-haired, sfarpaced,
undersized young gent too, and dressed of ncky
in of them Ballyhooy cape coats, artist neckte
and two-story soft hat with striped scarf wound
around it.
4Wel?" says I, leanin back in the swing chair and
don' my best to spring the genial smile.
isn't Ferdinand here, them" he demands, gancin'
about impatient.
"Good guess" says l. aHe amt. Drifts in about
once month, though, rule, and it's been three
weeks since he was here last maybe you like to
How absurd" snaps Blair. "But he was to meet me
here today at this time
"Was, eh?' says l. "Well, if you know Ferdy, you
gamble that he'll be an hour or two behind, if he
gets here at ALL"
Thanks says Blair, real crisp. @You needn't
@Oh, want boastn, says l. "and you don't bother
me bit. If you think Ferdie's liable to remember,
you're welcome to stick around as long as"
4I'll wait half an hour, anyway he breaks in.
"Then you might as we'll meet Mr.. Hamilton, says
l. Friend of Mr.. Roberts-Marjore's too, expect"
THE two of em mods casual, and then notices Mutt
take closer look second later humorous quirk
flickers across his wide face.
well, WE'LL" says he. ats Sukey isn't it,"
NJ bod ht,a1
with pin. He fushes up too, and his thin-ipped,
narrow mouth takes pout.
q don't care to be called that" he snaps back
"Eh?" says Mutt. 4Sorry, old man; but you know,
up at the camp summer before last-why, everyone
called you Sukey'
"A lot of bounders they We're tool" flares out Blair.
I'D asked them not to- And I'll not stand it! So
there!"
"Oh!' says Hamilton, GRIMM tantallzn. "Aly error.
l take back the Sukey, Mr.. Hiscock.'
There's contrast between the pair they faces
each other-young Hscock all bristled up bantam like
and glarn' through his student panes; while Mutt
Hamilton who'd make three of him, tits back easy in
the heavy office chair until he makes it creak, and
just chuckles
He's chronic josher Mutt is,-always putin up
some deep and elaborate game on Mr.. Robert,
latin by the hour the horseplay stunts he's pulled
others. bit heavy, his sense of humor is, | Judge.
His idea of perfectly good joke is to call up bald
headed waiter at the club and crack sotboiled egg
his White Woy, or balance water cooler on top of
door that the first party to walk under gets soaked
by it,-playful little stunts like that. And between
times when he amt maxim merry around town, he's
off huntin trips, KILN things with portable siege
guns. You know the kind, maybe.
So amt the chummiest trio that could be got to-
geher. Blair makes it plain that he has mighty little
for me- and still less for Hamilton. But Mutt seems
to get lot of satisfaction in keepin him stirred up,
winkin and then at when he gets rise out of
I 10 far he