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"It's a da," said Fleetwood slowly

After a pause Plank said: "I think so, too … I don't know him very well"

"You may know him better now," said O'Hara insolently

Plank reddened, and, after a lad to, if he cares to know ood fellow, all the sa to Plank; "he's been an ass, but who hasn't? I like him tremendously, and I feel very bad over the ave in my rooms What? You hadn't heard of it? Why man, it's the talk of the clubs"

"I suppose that is why I haven't heard," said Plank simply; "my club-life is still in the future"

"Oh!" said Fleetith an involuntary stare, surprised, a trifle unco why

"I', you see; I'ravely

"I see Certainly Er--hope you'll make 'em; hope to see you there soon Er--I see by the papers you've been jollying the clergy, Mr Plank Awfully handsome of you, all that chapel business I say: I've a cousin--er--young architect; Beaux Arts, and all that--just over I'd awfully like to have hiiven a chance at that competition; invited to try, you see I don't suppose it could be ed, now--"

"Would you like to have me ask the bishops?" inquired Plank, naively shrewd And the conversation became very cordial between the thich Morti one ironical eye on Plank, while he continued a desultory discussion with O'Hara concerning a very private dinner which soiven to Quarrier and the Inter-County Electric people; which, if true, plainly indicated as financing the Inter-County scheain yesterday, and what onquin Trust Coamated Electric doesn't seem to like it a little bit," said O'Hara "Ferrall, Belwether, and Siward are in it up to their necks; and if Quarrier is really the god in the a feet with the Inter-County crohy, he is virtually paralleling his own road; and why, in the na that? He'll kill it; that's what he'll do"

"He can afford to kill it," observed Mortiesture toward his elass as the servant entered; "a "