The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1916-02-04

NSS J'NA A "ASA
you've got your wish"
"And there you're wrong. I'll be
content then. Pm content now, for
that matter. It's as good as a play to
see how the virtuous people look up to
me-
Lucian leaned back in the attitude
proper to meditation and studied his
yis-a-vis over his joined finger tips.
Strength Of body, strength Of mind, a
will keen as a knife blade to cut
through obstacles, an arrogant pride in
himself and his sins-all these had writ
themselves large on Farquhar's face,
but the acute mind of the critic was
questing after more amiable qualities.
And so you took me In as an in
stance Of chivalrous charity, eh? And
what do you keep me here for now I'm
sane and safer
you're not we'll enough to be dis
missed cured.'
Il beg your pardon. 1 could go and
hold horses tomorrow"
II shall have to find some work for
you before l let 0 go. l like to do
the thing thoroughly"
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lesson in generosity. Is that SOP
you've hit it," said Farquhar.
"Hope you like the position. Have a
cigar|'
mo, thanks. / don't mind being a
sandwich man, but l draw the line at
an object lesson" Lucian got up and
began buttoning his Goa round him.
"If that's your reason for keeping me
I'm Off"
de Saumarez, don't be a fool"
Il will not be an object lesson" said
Lucian, making for the door. MY con-
science rebels against the deception. I
will expire on your Threshold"
Farquhar jumped up and put his
back against the door. go and sit
down, you fool"
i've not the slightest intention Of
sitting down. l will be a body-a
damp, moist, unpleasant body"
"Do you mean this:"
II do. I'm too proud to take money
from a man who's not a friend"
Farquhar was very angry. He knew
what Lucian wanted, but he would not
say it. "Go, and be hanged to you,
then" he retorted and flung round to-
ward the fire.
"All right. I'm going" said Lucian
as he went into the hall.
He took his cap and his stick. Over
coa he had none, and he could not now
borrow Farquhar's. His own clothes
were inadequate ever for midday
wearing and for night were absurd,
An Ah;, ISnrc,,l,ou lnnr IJn hna rT
Lucian unbolt and unlock the front
l door, and presently the wind swept in
invaded the hall and made Farquhal
shiver, sitting by the fire. Lucia1
coughed.
Up sprang Farquhar. He ran into
the hall, flung the door closed. caught
Lucian round the shoulders and in the
impatient pride Of his strength literally
carried him back to the library close tc
the fire. You fool" he said. you
dashed fool!"
"Well?' said Lucian, looking up
laughing. from the sofa upon which he
had been cast. Gown up! Why do you
keep me here:"
Because you have a way of getting
yourself liked, because you're sick"
"And so you like me?'
: 1--WE always a respect for people
who find me out" retorted Farquhar
9 THE others-what fools, what fools
colossal. But you've grit, You know
=. your own mind. You do what YOU
want and not what your dashed two
penny halfpenny passions want. Be
, sides, you're ILL.," he wound up again
. with a change Of tone which sent Lu
clans eyebrows up to his shaggy hair.
y you're a nice person for a small
Sunday school," was his comment
!, "Well Well, So you profess yoursel:
:, superior to dashed twopenny halfpen
= ny passions, such as affection, for ex
y ample:"
II was bound to stop you going
You'd have died at my door and mad'
a scandal"
"You know very we'll that never en-
$ tered your head. Take care what yo'
say. can still go, you know.'
Farquhar laughed, half angry. H.
chafed under Lucian's control; would
fain have denied it, but could not
"Confound you, l wish I'd never seel
: you!" he said.
y you'll wish that more before you'v'
done. I'm safe to bring bad luck
: Gimme your hand and I'll tell you
fortune. l can read the palm hke an.
;. gypsy. Got a drop of Romany blood il
ne, l guess"
You'll not read NINE" said Farqu
! har grimly, putting it out.
won't l? Hullo! You've got a MIC
~ little handful..'
The hand was SCARED from wrist t
finger tips.
: Never noticed it before, did you
I'm pretty good at hiding it by now
How on earth was it dOne!'
" ''ln Africa. ! told o l learne
" massage from an old Arab sheikl
Well, l practiced on him. l was slon
= and down with fever. and thew don