Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-02-14
CHAPTER X.

Roger Nelverton had brought down
Lesley and Cynthia, with their respec-
tive lawful guardians, and some men,
on his coach, to see Ronny ride his race,
and Sandown looked its brightest and
best in its own dainty, pocket edition
of 4 race meeting way that particular
Saturday afternoon.
In the paddock Lesley came across
Count Kinski in deep confab with Ora
ham Eastwood, and, as they both turn
cd to look with covert insolence at her,
something like a little chill wind SEEM
ed to pass over the girl, and answering
Rogers glance of quick concern she
said:
cit is nothing; only some one step
ping over my grave.
"And some people will get jolly
good kicking if they don't mind their
manners more" mnttercd Roger, look
ing back menacingly at the couple of
worthless who We're smiling disasreeably
as their eyes followed Lesley's back.
But she had thrown off ,her PRESENT.
ment by now and was taking the live
hest interest in the smart crowd and
all those exciting details that go to
make up the purgent atmosphere of a
race meeting ard that seems sui generis
to the neighborhood of horse.
Even if Lesley had not loved horses
the stir, the hum, the brisk hustle in
the air would have exhilarated her, but
as it was she enjoyed herself with more
thoroughness than she had at any time
done since she arrived in town.
Perhaps the knowledge that her gray
coat, with its white silk facings and big
mother Of pearl buttons, was the finest
tailor's inspiration there conduced con-
siderably to her sense of well being.
But Cynthia, who also had a forebod-
| ing. as she followed with Onslow, could
not help asking herself what possible
| chance any woman could have against
her?
Regular clipper, amt she?" asked
Hughie Onslow, Us if lie Guessed Gym
thia's thoughts. PITY she boxes men
ears. though-Kinski' S an ugly custom
| er to tackle, and Dashwood's another
| they'll move heaven and earth to be
even with her YETI
| Men are divided into two classes, I"
said Cynthia, who was looking deli
cious herself in her cool, transparent
| green drapeIies, mice and nasty. When
they're nasty, they rouse something in
Miss Malincourt akin to what You men
feel when you see brute i'll treating a
child, and OF course all the nasty peo-
pie loathe her, the nice love her,
You're great friends, know" he
said slowly, much as if he were pro-
pounding q riddle, without any idea of
what was the answer
He felt sure it was Lesley who had
procured for him few kind looks from
quarter where he was used 10 receiv-
ing only averted ones, and he knew, as
all their set did know, that it was Rom
ny-Ronny, the indifferent-who, with
out an effort. barred all the other fell
lows chances with Cynthia. And could
not any blind bat see how things were
between the lovely Malincourt and her
cousin? Wherefore did he find Cynthia s
love for Lesley a riddle hard to read.
Il think mans racing colors are to
him what woman's ball gowns are to
her," said Lesley as, having regaincd
the coach, they watched the horses take
their leisurely way to the starting place.
And how well Ronny looks in his lack.
et!" she added. looking at him through
Yelverton' s fieldglasses. the white feath.
ers in her. hat tickling his nose.
HE'LL look better in the saddle, ~
said Yelverton magnanimorsly and
with an intense longing to kiss the lit
tie gray suede glove lifted to 50 very
near his lirs as it held his glasses. "Oi
course this Is mere child's play to Kill
murray and doesn't really mean any
riding at all, but to see him pull of 9
really big thing against all the profes
SIGNALS is just ripping!
''And / should say his wife-if hi
ever marries-will have her heart IL
her mouth pretty often?'
HE has had bad falls:" said Lesley
intently watching the starter, who wa
not having rosy time-when he does
the millennium win have arrived.