The Delta independent., 1915-07-16

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~ VIII Arrange So That You VIII Not
Run UP on Wiifred Horton"
have to give business the right OF
way. However, when hear that the
flights are beginning. I'll call Mr..
South up, and pass the news to him."
Samson had thought 1t rather singu-
lar that he had never met Horton at
the Lescott house. though Adrienne
spoke of him almost as of a member
of the family. However. Samson's
visits were usually in his intervals be
tween relays of work and Horton was
probably at such times in Wall street.
1t did not occur to the mountaineer
that the other was Intentionally avoid
ing him. He knew of Wilfred only
through Adrienne's eulogistic descrip-
tions. and, from hearsay, liked him.
The months OF close application to
easel and books had begun to tell on
the outdoor man In a softening Of
muscles and a slight, though notice
able. pallor. The enthusiasm with
which he attacked his daily schedule
carried him far. and made his progress
phenomenal, but he was spending
capital Of nerve and health. and George
Lescott began to fear a breakdown
for his protege. He discussed the
matter with Adrienne, and the girl
began to promote in the boy an inter
est in the duck-shooting trip-an in
terest which had already awakened.
despite the rifieman's inherent con-
tempt for shotguns.
Il reckon I'd like It. all right" he
said, ''and I'll bring back some ducks,
if I'm lucky"
So, Lescott arranged the outfit, and
Samson awaited the news OF the COM
ing flights.
That same evening, Farbish dropped
into the studio, explaining that he had
been buying a picture at Collasso's.
and had taken the opportunity to stop
by and hand Samson a visitors card
to the Kenmore club. He found the
ground of interest fallow, and artfully
sowed 1t with wellchosen anecdotes
calculated to stimulate enthusiasm.
On leaving the studio, he paused to
say:
I'll let you know when conditions
are just right" Then, he added, as
though in afterthought: And I'll ar
range SO that you won't run up on
Wilfred Horton"
Whats the matter with Wilfred
Horton?" demanded Samson, shade
curtly.
Nothing at ALL" replied Farbish,
with entire gravity. Personally,
like Horton immensely. simply
thought you might find things more
congenial when he wasn't among
those present"
Samson was puzzled, but he did not
fancy hearing from this mans lips
criticisms upon friends OF his friends.
well, reckon" he said. coolly.
"Td like him, too"
Il beg your pardon" said the other.
have mentioned the subject. seem
to have said too much"
"See here, Mr.. Farbish," Samson
spoke quietly, but imperatively; III
you know any reason why I shouldn't
meet Mr.. Wilfred Horton, want you
to tell me what It is. He is a friend
of my friends. You say you've said
too much. l reckon you've either
said too much. or too little"
Then. very insidiously and artistical
ly. seeming all the while reluctant and
apologetic, the visitor proceeded to
plant in Samson's mind an exagger.
ated and untrue picture of Horizons
contempt for him and Of Horizons re-
sentiment at the favor shown him by
the Lescotts.
Samson heard him out with a face
enigmatically 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 had begun to think that, II his
going there gave embarrassment TO
the girl who had been kind to him.
It were better to remain away.
II don't belong here" he told him.
self. bitterly. Il reckon everybody
that knows me in New York, except
the Lescotts, is laughing at me be-
hind my back"
He worked nercely. and threw into
his work such ire and energy that II
came out again converted into bold
ness Of stroke and an almost savage
vigor Of drawing. The inatrtintor