Omaha daily bee., 1902-10-05

small eyes blazed with enomo iurS,
sides II won't do no good; my "o'u
good as yours. But I'll give you tne ~,
dred. s. help me God! ] VIII, y "
-. -. chcstnut out. NUNS the word
he odded bolting suddenly, for Dixon hso
entered tho paddock with his horses.
win the horses also ZANE Mike Gayhor'
vhila tbeir blankets we're being taken on
ana ssdd,es adjusted. he came over 70 ANS
There was a suppressed twinkle OF SUI
vorted knowledge In his weather-oeA'eh
eyes.
GOOD mornin'. Al he said, nodding IN
yorv dIgniaed manner, and putting a strong
accent on the name.
NOV Mike had determined TO keep from
the girl the fact that he had penetrated neI
disguise. with proper Irish gallantry' oTuu'
rs IL might be in its expression, but den-
cate IN It's motive, he reasoned tnat ms
knowledge might make her uncomiortao'e'
IL see that fy-by-night divh shanoy
talkin' to you as l come In. What ne" I'M"
chief is he up to now"
HE wants me to pull Lausanne"
"He Amt got no gall. has he? That come
from headquarters; it's LAngdon put him up
to that"
"He was talkin' to me. too
"I fought he would be. But he didn't
know you, Miss Allis--"
Heavens! It was out. Mikes sun
tanned face turned brick red; he could rave
bitten off his unruly Irish tongue. Ihe
/, girl stared at him helplessly, her cheeks
that were scarlet, ~tingling under the hot
rush Of blood.
There you are. an. believe me, I didn't
mean it. l was goin' TO keep me mouth
shut, but l never could do that"
You knew, then, yesterdays"
"Indade l didn't; an that's a good sign
to you nobodyll know. But whin l fought
wit meself, l knowed that Alan couldn't
ride Lausanne the way you did, an you didn't
deny you was him. an II you wasn't him
you must be yourself, see?" which more or
less lucid explanation seemed to relieve
Mikes mind nightly. II think you're
jes doin' right, miss-Al, l mean; ! must
get used to the name; s. help me. I behave
you'll win on the chestnut-that gallop was
good enough"
d you think I can do II, Mike, amongst
all those jockeys?"
Sure thing. you can. AL, me by; he
won't need no ridin' in your hands; all you'll
have TO do is sit still an Keep him straight.
He'll win the race in the stretch, an there
won't be many there to bother; they'll all
be beat off. Now, it's a good thing that I
do know about this, for I'll Just kape close
to you an kape anywan that's likely to
spot you away, II l have to knock him
down"
Mike had worked himself up to a nne
frenzy Of projected endeavor: he cast about
for further services he could render his adj
mired mistress.
AN, you know Carson, the starter; he's
Jest the lovllest Irishman: there isn't a
by on earth could get an inch the best Of
II from him on a start, not IL they were
to give him gold enough to weight a horse
down. But I'll tip him the wink that yer
a gurl, and"
Mike! What are you saying7 Do you
mean to ruin everythinR?"
The rosy hue Of eager joyousness that
had crept into Gaynor's sun-tapned face
vanished; his Jaw dropped like the mans
with the hoe; a pathetic look of sheepish
apology followed.
That's So" he calculated, mournfuIIy.
Bot thumbs up! but it's a pity. Carson's
an Irish gintleman, an IL I could till him
you was a gurl he'd knock the head plumb
on any by that 'ud bother you. You'd cit
away well, too"
Then the girl told Mike all that shandy
and Langdon had said. 1t only confirmed
Mikes opinion that, between them, thew
mad poisoned Lucretia, He felt that, with a
little more evidence, they would be able 10
prove both crimes, the one with Diablo and
the one with Lucretia.
The Brooklyn Derby was to run the mart
day. Allis was glad that II was 40 near.
she dreaded discovery. She was like n
hunted hare, lodging every one she fancied
might discover her identity. She would
nave to run the gauntlet Of many ewes
while Weighing for the race and at the
time OF going out; even when she returned.
especially II she won. But in the excite
ment over the race people would not have
time to devote to a strange Jockeys yisase.
She could quite smear her face with dirt.
FOL. that seemed a natural condition where
boys were riding perhaps several races I'm
one afternoon. The jockey can with ita
big peak, well pulled down over her head
would add materially to her disguise. MIka
would fetch and carry for her, so that sbe
would be in evidence for very few minutes
at most. Dixon, even, opposed to the idea
as he had been at first. now assured her
quite confidently that nobody would make
her out.
It's the horses they look at" he said.
and the colors. An apprentice boy doesn't
cut much Ice, I can tell you. Why. I've
been raein' for years." he went on, with
the intent Of giving her confidence. "an'
many a time I see a boy up on a horse
that must have rode on these traoks over
a hundred times, an l can't name him 70
save my neck"
Al any rate, there was nothing more to
do until she made the great endeavor. until
she went to the track at the time set for
the Brooklyn Derby. dressed In the blue
jacket with the white stars of her fathers
racing %eolors; that was the plan adopted.
A buggy, with Mike driving, would take
her straight to the paddock. quite in time
for the race.
ITO be Continued.)