66 THE SILVER FOX 



turned-out girl, with interesting eyes and 

 a clear skin, who appeared to be absorbed 

 in discussing bronchitis kettles with the 

 dispensary doctor. Lady Susan was a little 

 farther down the road on her husband's 

 grey, the horse who was, so far, the only 

 creature possessed of the knowledge that 

 Hugh was afraid of him. He was well 

 aware that Lady Susan was not, but that, 

 after all, was a fact that was patent to all 

 beholders. 



Mr. Glasgow, turning away from Lady 

 Susan, and looking back as he turned, 

 thought that she was as good a thing to 

 look at as he had ever seen. He was on 

 his way ta Slaney, and as he n eared her 

 he attuned his eye to that expression of 

 understanding, even of tenderness, that the 

 occasion required. He delighted in the 

 position ; it was intricate, it was a little 

 risky, and in spite of Slaney's wrinkled 

 habit and old-fashioned hat, he still recog- 

 nized the attractive quality in her. He 

 felt that it was discriminating and chivalrous 



