Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1915-05-14
CHAPTER X-Contlnued.


Adrienne Lescott nodded. Her eyes
'were sweetly sympathetic.
It's the hardship of the conditions"
Sbe 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-
1lateiy groomed, and came forward
with the Difference Of approaching a
$hrone yet as one accustomed to ap-
proaching thrones. His smile was that
spf pleased surprise.
The mountaineer recognized Far
Dish, and, with quick hardening
of the face, he recalled their last
meeting. If Farbish should presume
10 renew the acquaiptanceship under
these circumstances, Samson meant
TO rise from his chair, and strike him
In the face. George Lescott's sister
could not be subjected to such meet
4ngs. Yet, it was a tribute to his ad-
vancement in good manners that he
dreaded making a scene in her pres
ence, and, as a warning he met Far
bishs pleasant smile with a look of
blank and studied lack of recognition.
The circumstances out of which Far
Dish might weave unpleasant gossip
did not occur to Samson. That they
were together late in the evening, I'M
chaperoned, at road house whose
reputation was socially dubious, was
@ thing he did not realize. But Far
Dish was keenly alive to the POSSIBLE
aties of the situation. He chose to
Construe the Kentuckian's blank ex-
preston as annoyance at being dis
covered, a sentiment he could readily
understand Adrienne Lescott, follow
ang her companions eyes, looked up,
and to the boys establishment nodded
TO the newcomer, and called him by
name.
Mr.. Farbish," she laughed, with
mock confusion and total innocence
iGf the fact that her words might have
meaning, don't tell on u.s."
Il never tell things, my dear lady,
said the newcomer Il have dwelt
too long in Conservatives to toss
pebbles. I'm afraid, Mr.. South, you
have forgotten me. I'm Farbish, and !
Dad the pleasure of meeting YOU
he paused a moment, then with a
Eointed glance added-"at the Man.
haitian club. was 1t not?"
1T was not" said Samson, prompt
H. Farbish looked his surprise, but
was resolved to see no offense, and
after a few moments of affable and
1t must be acknowledged, witty con
wersation, withdrew to his own table
where did you meet that man.
demanded Samson, fiercely, when he
and the girl were alone again.
"Oh, at any number OF dinners and
Dances His sort is tolerated for some
reason" She paused, then, looking
very directly at the Kentuckian, in
Ruired, And where did you meet
him?"
Didn't you hear him say the Man
aattsl club?"
Yes. and l knew that he was ly
eng."
Eyes, he was!" Samson spoke, con
Gamptuously. Never mind where II
was. 1t was place got out of wher
found out who were there"
TEe chauffeur came to announce
that the car was ready, and they
went out. Farbish watched them will
a smile that had in it a trace of tn,
Bsrdonic.
The career of Farbish had been al
interesting one In its own peculiar ant
unadmirable fashion. With no advan
eages of upbringing he had neverthe
less so cultivated the niceties of socia
usage that his one flaw was a tot
great perfection He was letter-per
feet where one to the manor borI
might have slurred some detail.
He was witty, handsome in his sat
anime way, and had powerful friends
Rn the world of fashion and finance
That he rendered services to hi
plutocratic patrons, other than thu
eepartee of his dinner talk, was thin
Vaguely limited In club gossip, an,
khat these services were not to hi
credit had more than once been con
Ssctnred.