Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1916-06-23


"And it was David who mistook the
broad path for the narrow"
Exactly. There was a scandal, of
course, a dishonored check and a bolt.
Gambling, l believe. Old Charles Om-
ney has the reputation of a hard man.
Like most hard articles he has broken
up under the first blow"
Arnaud was silent a moment, his
delicate, nervous face overloaded with
some unpleasant reflection. He was
still watching the players, and his CT
gar had been allowed to go out.
The man in the armchair lifted his
head.
Gambling always seems to me the
last resort of daring minds from the
deadly security of modern life," he OBJ
served sententiously.
He spoke for the first time, and Ar
maud glanced at him quickly and al
most with appreciation.
you may be right. One has the
feeling sometimes of sitting" He
laughed cynically, and the older man
rose. 1t was noticeable for the first
time that he limped.
"All Frenchmen gamble" he said,
''either with their lives, other peoples
lives, their honor, or somebody else's
honor. VIII you not take handY'
Arnaud hesitated with something of
his first frigidity of manner, but there
were nervous, few erish patches of color
in his pale face.
81 beg your pardon-I did not catch
your manner" he said coldly.
'Lowe-Stephen Lowe, at your serv-
ice"
Arnaud returned the formal little
bow.
81 shall be delighted"
They turned toward the table. Sewer
laughed significantly.
BE careful, Arnaud; remember the
adage Lucky in love-"
1t was at that moment that the door
opened end Farquhar entered. For no
obvious reason his appearance caused
a moments awkward silence. He had,
in fact, the look of man who has
been drinking hard, but has somehow
managed to retain a dangerous self
possession. There was no trace of
swered Sewers belated welcome, but
instead a not easily defined shade of
insolence. Sewer appeared to notice
nothing
Help yourself" he said Hospitality,
"and sit down. You look queer. Any
thing wrong?"
Farquhar made no answer. He sank
| down into tho rroffarad obo;r and
having poured out half a tumbler of
brandy from the decanter at his elbow,
stared moodily into the freight. Sewer
watched him cautiously.
you look i'll, Farquhar," he repeat
ed after a moment. Can l do any
thing for you?"
Farquhar looked up.
ever been drunk?" he asked alb
ruptly.
mo. I've never been tempted that
way. Have your"
mot yet. I'm thinking of trying it,"
He threw back his head with a laugh.
Sewer tossed his cigar end into the
fender.
81 shouldn't If l were you" he said
|
row afternoon"
Farquhar returned to his fixed con-
temptation of the freight During the
hour that passed he did not move, ex-
cept to replenish the glass beside
him. Then Preston suddenly left
the card-table, went over to the fire.
side and stood there with his back
| I'm. Il III III 4
tice 'Farquhar, who looked up as
though raised from his deliberate leth-
argy by some painful sound. The
boys round, Uniformed face was wet
"Hullo-Prestonr'
He started violently.
'Oh, you, Farquhar-I didn't know
you were there. For Gods sake don't
look at me-I'm fool-but I'm cleaned
out. Two hundred pounds at a sit.
ting-all my allowance" He broke
OFF.
Farquhar shifted his position so that
he faced the card-table. His eyes
were dangerous.
81 say, this is damned gambling
hell" he said clearly.
did you speak, FarquharT Sewer
asked quietly.
Farquhar did not move.
Eyes, 1 said this was a damned
gambling hell. l may add that you are
a damned scoundrel. Ask your friend
there to return his 1. o. US on the
spot, or promise you we two shall be
explaining matters at headquarters to-
morrow morning. You know what
that means, fancy"
There was no answer for a minute.
All five men looked instinctively at
Sewer, waiting for his next move. The
cloud of the gaming passion had lift
ed, leaving rank, bitter-tasting real
ity. Sewer recovered his calm good
nature with unaffected ease.
"Farquhar, you are undoubtedly
the worse for my brandy" he observed.
Lowe, should be glad If you would
| raf1,rn Mr. PrestOn's note of hand