The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-08-22

which seem to be absorbing every de-
tail of our person. To strangers this
look is almost alarming al first, until
they discover that his mind is very
often elsewhere: that he has, so 10
speak, left his eyes on guard. while
he himself follows train Of thought
IN another direction.
He had seen good deal of the world
with those eyes. When at the age of
twenty he came into his mothers
money, 400 pounds year, old Gilling.
ham looked up from the "Stockbreeder's
Gazette" to ask him what he was going
TO do.
See the world" said Antony.
We'll, send me line from Ameri.
ca, or whatever you get to-"
Right" said Antony
Old Gillingham returned to his paper.
Antony. however, had no intention
of going further away than London
His idea Of seeing the world was TO
see, not countries, but people: and 10
see them from as many angles as pos.
sible. There are all sorts If you know
how to look at them. So Antony looked
at them-from various strange cor
ners; from the viewpoint of the valet.
The newspaper reporter, the waiter, the
shop-assistant. With the independence
OF 400 pounds a year behind him. he
enjoyed it immensely.
He was now thirty. He had come
TO Woodham for holiday. because he
l'ked the look of the station. His ticket
sotitled him to travel further. but Wood.
ham attracted him. Why not get out?
The landlady of The George" was
only too glad to put him up.
While he was finishing his lunch.
the landlord came in TO ask him about
the luggage. Antony ordered another
/ pint Of beer and soon had him talking.
1t must be rather fun to keep a coun.
| try inn,' he said. thinking that il was
about time he started another profes.
sion. You ought TO take holiday"
Funny thing you're saying that" 4"
said the landlord, with a smile. "An.
other gentleman, over from The Red
House. was saying that on'y yester.
day Offered to take my place an all "
He laughed rumblingly
THE Red Houseg Not The Red
House, Station?'
That's right, sir. stanton's the
next station TO Woodham. The Red
House is about a mile from here-aIr.
Ablett's'
Antony took a letter from his pock.
ct II was addressed from "The Red
House, Stanton and signed BIN"
Good old Bill." he murmured to him.
self. He's getting on"
Antony had met Bm Beverley two
years before in tabaccon!sts shop.
Gillingham was on one side OF the
counter and Mr.. Beverley on the 9th.
er. Something about BIN, his youth
ana freshness, perhaps attracted An.
tony; and when cigarettes had been
ordered. and an address given TO which
hey were TO be sent he remembered
that he had come across an aunt Of
beVeriey's once at a country house. lie
aud Antony quickly became intimate
But BIN generally addressed him as
Dear Madam when he happened to
write.
Antony decided to stroll over to The
Red House after lunch and call upon
his friend
As he came down the drive and ap
preached the old red.rock front Of tn,
house, there was lazy murmur oi
bees in the flower.borders, u gentl,
cooling OF pigeons In the tops OF the
elms. and from distant lawns the whli
OF mowngmachine. that most rest
ful of all country sounds ..
And In tho hall man was bang.nl
at IA locked door, and shouting "oper
the door. say; open the doorf'
"Hallor said Antony In amasemont
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