It reached young Mainwaring in his rather secluded bachelor quarters at the Murray Hill, and he bowed his head in shame that a Mainwaring should stoop to so disgraceful an exhibition of his venomous rage and hatred.

It reached Harold Scott Mainwaring, and the smouldering fire in the dark eyes gleamed afresh and the proud face grew rigid and stern.
Donning overcoat and hat, he left his apartments at the Waldorf; and started forth in the direction of the club most frequented by Ralph Mainwaring and Mr.Whitney.
He had gone but a short distance when he met young Mainwaring.

The young men exchanged cordial greetings, and, at Harold's request, his cousin retraced his steps to accompany him.
"Why are you making such a stranger of yourself; Hugh?
I have scarcely seen you of late," said Harold, after a little general conversation.
"Well, to be frank with you, old boy, I haven't been around so often as I would like for two reasons; for one thing, I find people generally are not inclined to regard our friendship in the same light that we do.

You and I understand one another, and you don't suspect me of any flunkeyism, or any ulterior motive, don't you know,--" "I understand perfectly," said Harold, as his cousin paused, seeming to find some difficulty in conveying his exact meaning; "and so long as you and I do understand each other, what is the use of paying any attention to outsiders?
Whether we were friends, or refused to recognize one another, their small talk and gossip would flow on forever, so why attempt to check it ?" "I believe you are right; but that isn't all of it, don't you know.
What I care most about is the governor's losing his head in the way he has lately.

It is simply outrageous, the reports he has started in circulation!" Hugh paused and glanced anxiously into his cousin's face, but the frank, brotherly kindness which he read there reassured him.
"My dear cousin," said Harold, warmly, "nothing that Ralph Mainwaring can ever say or do shall make any difference between us.
There are but two contingencies in this connection that I regret." "And those are what ?" the younger man questioned eagerly.
"That he bears the name of Mainwaring, and that he is your father!" "By Jove! I'm with you on that," the other exclaimed heartily, "and I hope you'll win every point in the game; but I've been awfully cut up over what he has said and done recently.