The Green Forest tribune., 1915-02-12
CHAPTER X-Continued.

k4ss VFAP IE K X-ContInueo. saq Adrienne Lescott nodded. Her eyes leGere sweetly sympathetic. FS n''It'Ssthe hardship of the conditions, "
 plhe said softly. Those conditions as i'll change"
 'N A man had come out onto the yer 'nda from the inside and was ap-
 reaching the table. He was immac-
 lately groomed, and came forward P s1th the deference of approaching a helarone, yet as one accustomed to ap-
 rOaching thrones. His smile was that Of pleased surprise.
 Ek The mountaineer recognized Far |ucdsh, and, with quick hardening Fdaf the face, he recalled their last |re releeting. If Farbish should presume ma, renew the acquaintanceship under |e lese circumstances, Samson meant he rise from his chair, and strike him bern the face. George Lescott's sister
 Ould not be subjected to such meet
 igs Yet, it was a tribute to his ad- |hdancement in good manners that he |g readed making a scene in her pres eeence, and, as warning, he met Far lin ish's pleasant smile with a look of |ndlank and studied lack of recognition. Ter he Circumstances out of which Far bd ish might weave unpleasant gossip he i'd not occur to Samson That they
 v 1ere together late in the evening, un- Is Ihaperoned, at a road house whose
 eputation was socially dubious, was thing he did not realize. But Far E ish was keenly alive to the possibil-
 FEies of the situation He chose to ,r ronstrue the Kentuckian's blank ex. ression as annoyance at being dis | Overed, a sentiment he could readily
 understand Adrienne Lescott, follow ! ng her companions eyes, looked up md to the boys astonishment nodded
 10 the newcomer, and called him by
 lame.
 MT. Farbish,' she laughed, with
 nook confusion and total innocence h If the fact that her words might have Ia meaning, don't tell on us." T never tell things, my dear lady, '' |1s aid the newcomer q have dwelt oo long in conservatories to toss o,,ebbles. I'm afraid, MT. South, you
 rave forgotten me. I'm Farbish, and |, lad the pleasure of meeting you lle paused a moment, then with a
 pointed glance added-"at the Man
 lattan club. was it not?' Tt was not said Samson, prompt sy. Farbish looked his surprise, but was resolved to see no offense, and,
 litter few moments of affable and, 1t must be acknowledged, witty con-
 7ersation, withdrew to his own table. sN Where did you meet that man?''
 demanded Samson, fiercely, when he F and the girl were alone again.
 vi, "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
 quired. And where did you meet ,him?"
 Y Didn't you hear him say the Man
 haitian club?"
 Yes, and I knew that he was ly- |oing.
 " Yes. he was!" Samson spoke, con- temptuously. Never mind where it was. It was place I got out of when |t [ found out who were there" |s' The chauffeur came to announce
 that the car was ready, and they Event out Farbish watched them with F a smile that had in it trace of the Osardonic.
 The career of Farbish had been an F interesting one in it's own peculiar and
 unadmirab ble fashion. With no advan-
 tages of upbringing, he had neverthe- less so cultivated the niceties of social |sNsage that his one flaw was a too
 great perfection. He was letter-per- feet where one to the manor born knight have slurred some detail. He was witty, handsome in his sat |g'urnine way and had powerful friends b in the weld of fashion and finance. That he rendered services to his
 plutocratic patrons, other than the
 repartee of his dinner talk, was thing vaguely hinted in club gossip, and that these services were not to his
 credit had more than once been con.
 1ectured.