Belt Valley times. [volume] (Armington, Mont.) 1894-1977, 1924-05-22

clared, but ! have read many a d.
yorce case in which | think It would
have been better and finer If the two
men had met as you and thar man
met"
II was born with the love Of fight
ing IN my bones" Sir Timothy went
on. "In my younger days. fought
In every small war in the southern
hemisphere. fought. as you know.
in our own war. have loved TO see
men Eight honestly and fairly"
ut is mans hobby" Francis pro-
nounced.
II encouraged you deliberately to
think" Sir Timothy went on. what
half the world thinks--that my parties
at the Walled House were mysteri-
Gus orgies Of vice They have. az a
matter Of fact. never been anything OF
the sort. The tragedies which are
supposed to have taken place on my
launch have been Just as much mock
tragedies as last nights. only have
not previously chosen to take the au-
dIences into my confidence. The great
est puglliats in the world have fought
In my gymnasium. often. II you viii.
under Illegal conditions. but there has
never been fight that was not fair
II believe that" Francis said.
"And there is another matter for
which I take some blame" Sir Tim
othy went on, sthe matter Of Fairfax
and Victor BidIake. They were neil
Their of them young men for whose
LOSE the world Is any the worse. FAIR
fax to some extent imposed upon me.
He was brought 10 the Walled House
BY a friend who should have known
better. He sought my confidence. The
story he told was exactly that Of the
mock drama upon the launch. Bidlake
had taken his wife. He had no wish
to appeal to the. coarts. He wished 20
fight. a point 81 view with which /
entirely sympathized arranged q
fight between the two. Bidlake funked
II and never turned up. My advice to
Fairfax was. whenever he met Bldlake,
TO give him the soundest thrashing he
could. That night at Soto's caught
sight of Fairfax some time before
dinner He was talking TO the woman
who had been his wife. and he had
evidently been drinking He drew me
on one side. Tonight. he told me. I
am going to settle accounts with Bid
lake. 'Wherer asked. Here. he
answered. He went rut 10 the theater. |
upstairs to dine. That was the ex-
tent OF the knowledge possessed /
which enabled ME 20 predict some UNI
wonted happening that night. Fair
fax was bedrugged and bedrunken
decadent who had not the courage
afterward TO face what he had done.
That Is ALL"
The hand slipped from Francis
shoulder. Francis. with smile. held
out bis own. They stood there for 3
with clasped hands--a queer,
moment. as Il seemed to
Francis. ina life which during the
LAST few months had heen full of vivid
From outside came the
lazy sounds of the drowsy summer
distant hummlng Of q
moving machine. the drone of a reaper
N the iield beyond. the twIttering OF
birds In the trees. even the soft lap
ping OF the stream against the stone
steps. The man whose hand he was
holding seemed to Francis TO have he-
.0me somehow transformed was
Is though he had dropped a mask and
we're showing more human. a more
Elndly SELF T.Ancls wondered no
onger at "a hating gallop Of the
lorsee In the Geld.
You'll be good to MarKaretT Sir
Timothy begged. "She's had wretched
ime."
Francis smiled confidently.
sim going to make up for Il. sir"
Ie promised. "And this South Ameri-
an trip he continued. as they turned
oward the French windows 'you'll
all that orr
Sir Timothy hesItated.
81 am not quite sure, :
When they reached the garden, Lady
'ynthia was alone. She scarcely
lanced at Francis. Her eyes were
fixed upon his companion.
Margaret has gone into make the Y
cocktails herself" she explained. "we
ave both sworn on absinthe for the !
est Of our lives, and we know Hedges
ant he trusted TO make one without"
s.Isif 40 and help her Francis de 3
Jared
Lady Cynthia passed her arm
trough Sir Timothy's =
Il want to know about South Amer :.
a. +" she begged. 'srhe sight Of those !, y
'unks worries me. :
Sir Timothy's casual reply was obvi- I,
1sly a suhferfnRe. They crossed the
wn and the rustic bridge, almost IN a.
lence. passing underneath the per 1.
sln Of rosea "a ths sheltered garden :.
the farther end. Then Lady Gym
Ila paused \.
You are NOT going 20 South Amer. =
q. she pleaded. saioneR
Sir Timothy took her hands.
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