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Banneker, gazing longingly at the bright turf of the field, accepted. Polo is to The Retreat what golf is to green bay packers jerseys the average country club. The news that Archie Densmore had a new player down for a try-out brought to the side-lines a number of the old-time followers of the game, including Poultney Masters, the autocrat of Wall Street and even more of The Retreat, whose stables he, in large measure, supported. In the third period, the stranger went in at Number Three on the pink team. He played rather poorly, but there was that in his style which encouraged the enthusiasts. "He's material," grunted old Masters, blinking his pendulous eyelids, as Banneker, accepting the challenge of Jim Maitland, captain of the opposing team and roughest of players, for a ride-off, carried his own horse through by sheer adroitness and daring, and left the other rolling on the turf. "Anybody know who he is?" "Heard Archie call him Banker, I think," answered one of the great man's hangers-on. Later, Banneker having changed, sat in an angled window of the clubhouse, waiting for his host, who had returned from the stables. A group of members entering the room, and concealed from him by an L, approached the fireplace talking briskly. "Dick says the feller's a buffalo bills jerseys reporter," declared one of them, a middle-aged man named Kirke. "Says he saw him tryin' to interview somebody on the Street, one day." "Well, I don't believe it," announced an elderly member. "This chap of Densmore's looks like a gentleman and dresses like one. I don't believe he's a reporter. And he rides like a devil." "_I_ say there's ridin' and ridin'," proclaimed Kirke. "Some fellers ride like jockeys; some fellers ride like cowboys; some fellers ride like gentlemen. I say this reporter feller don't ride like a gentleman." "Oh, slush!" said another discourteously. "What is riding like a gentleman?" Kirke reverted to the set argument of his type. "I'll betcha a hundred he don't!" "Who's to settle such a bet?" "Leave it to Maitland," said somebody. "I'll leave it to Archienew orleans saints jerseys Densmore if you like," offered the bettor belligerently. "Leave it to Mr. Masters," suggested Kirke. "Why not leave it to the horse?" The suggestion, coming in a level and unconcerned tone from the depths of the chair in which Banneker was seated, produced an electrical effect. Banneker spoke only because the elderly member had walked over to the window, and he saw that he must be discovered in another moment. Out of the astonished silence came the elderly member's voice, gentle and firm. "Are you the visitor we have been so frankly discussing?" "I assume so." "Isn't it rather unfortunate thatwww.greenbaypackersjerseys-shop.com you did not make your presence known sooner?" "I hoped that I might have a chance to slip out unseen and save you embarrassment." The other came forward at once with hand outstretched. "My name is Forster," he said. "You're Mr. Banker, aren't you?" "Yes," said Banneker, shaking hands. For various reasons it did not seem worth while to correct the slight error. "Look out! Here's the old man," said some one. Poultney Masters plodded in, his broad paunch shaking with chuckles. "'Leave it to the horse,'" he mumbled appreciatively. "'Leave it to the horse.' It's good. It's damned good. The right answer. Whoclay matthews jersey but the horse should know whether a man rides like a gentleman! Where's young Banneker?" Forster introduced the two. "You've got the makings of a polo-man in you," decreed the great man. "Where are you playing?" "I've never really played. Just practiced." "Then you ought to be with us. Where's Densmore? We'll put you up and have you in by the next meeting." "A reporter in The Retreat!" protested Kirke who had proffered the bet. "Why not?" snapped old Poultney Masters. "Got any objections?" Since the making or marring of his fortunes, like those of hundreds of other men, lay in the pudgy hollow of the financier's hand, poor Kirke had no objections which he could not and did not at once swallow. The subject of the flattering offer had, however. "I'm much obliged," said aaron rodgers jersey he. "But I couldn't join this club. Can't afford it." "You can't afford not to. It's a chance not many young fellows from nowhere get." "Perhaps you don't know what a reporter's earnings are, Mr. Masters." The rest of the group had drifted away, in obedience, Banneker suspected, to some indication given by Masters which he had not perceived. "You won't be a reporter long. Opportunities will open out for a young fellow of your kind." "What sort of opportunities?" inquired Banneker curiously. "Wall Street, for example." "I don't think I'd like charles woodson jersey the game. Writing is my line. I'm going to stick to it." "You're a fool," barked Masters. "That is a word I don't take from anybody," stated Banneker. "_You_ don't take? Who the--" The raucous snarl broke into laughter, as the other leaned abruptly forward. "Banneker," he said, "have you got _me_ covered?