Belt Valley times. [volume] (Armington, Mont.) 1894-1977, 1924-03-13
cHAPTERx

The two men left SOto's together
: very much In the fashion Of two or
dinary acquaintances sallying out [,
spend the evening together. sir limo
, thy's Rolls-ROyce limousine was IN at
, tendance, and in a few minutes they
were threading the purIleus Of Covent
Garden. It was here that an incident
occurred which afforded Francis con
siderable food for thought during the
next few days. "A
It was Friday nj bt, and one or
two wagons laden With vegetable
produce were already threading their
way through the difficult thorough
fares. Suddenly Sir Timothy, who was
looking out OF the window, pressed
the button OF the car, which was at
once brought to a standstill. Before
the fOOtman could reach tine door Sir
Timothy was out IN the street. For
the first time Francis saw him angry.
His eyes were blazing. His voice
Francis had followed him at once into
the street-shook with passion. His
hand had fallen heavily upon the
shoulder Of huge carter. who, with
whip In hand, was belaboring a thin
scarecrow of horse.
What the devil are you doing7" Sir
Timothy demanded.
The man stared at his questloner
and the instructive aftagonfsrrl of race
yibrated In his truculent reply. The
carter was a beery-faced. untidy-look-
Ing brute, but powerfully built and
with huge shoulders. Sir Timothy,
straight as a dart. without overcoat or
any covering to his thin evening
clothes, looked like a stripping In front
Of him.
"Tm whlppin, 'er. II yer want TO
know" was the carriers reply. ave
got to get up the III, 'aven't II earn
and mind yer own business p
This is my business" Sir Timothy
declared. laying his hand upon the
neck OF the horse ~ am an oflcinl |
Of the Society for the Prevention of
Cruelty to Animals. You are laying
yourself open to fine for your treat
ment OF this poor brute"
I'm lay myself open for fine for
the treatment of something else, II
you don't quld old Of my 'oss," the
carter retorted throwing his whip
back Into the wagon and coming a
step nearer. oyer ear? don't
want any swells interferln' with my
business. You 'op It. Is that strife
enough1 'Op It. quick p
Sir Tim0thy's anger seemed to have
abated. There was even the begin.
ming Of a-smile upon his lips. All the
time his hand caressed- the neck of
the horse. Francis noticed with
amazement that the poor brute had
raised It's head and seemed to be MAX
Ing some faint effort at reciprocation.
MY good man." Sir Timothy said,
'you seem to be one OF those brutal
persons unfit to be trusted with an
However,"
The carter had heard.quite enough.
Sir Timothy's tone seemed to madden
him. He clenched his Est and rushed
IN.
"You take that for interferin', you
big ton !" he shouted.
The result Of the mans effort at
pugillsm was almost ridiculous. His
arms appeared to go round like wind
Mills beating the air. It really seemed
rs though he had rushed upon the
point Of Sir Tlmothy,s knuckles, which
lad suddenly shot out like the piston
If an engine. The carter lay on his ,
back for a moment Then he stag
gered vicsously to his feet.
Don't Sir Timothy begged, as he
Jaw signs OF another attack. 81 don't
want to hurt you. 1 have been anna !
eur champion OF two countries. Not
luite fair, is itg''
WOI Eyer want to come Inferferin
With a chaps business forT" the man
srewled, dabblng his cheek with
ilthy handkerchief but keeping az a
respectful distance.
1T happens to be my business also.
Sir Timothy replied. ito interfere
whenever / see animals ill-treated.
Vow I don't want to be unreasonable. =
That animal has done an the work IL
night 10 DO In this world. How much
q she worth to your"
That oss,e he said. amt what she
vas it'a true. but there's lot 0f work !