New-York tribune., 1910-07-24
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JULY a. 1910

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A strange roar, gathering force and vol
une each instant, rose from a hundred thou
sand throats Soon the3shout became IN
sistent, and Cynthia Vanrenen yielded to Its
magnetism. IL
Eyes, none of them can catch, hiIn now;
Go on, jockey-don't look round; on, li,,! T l
were your master, d give you such talking
toI Ab-b-h! We've won, Mrs Devar-
we won! Just think of it
How much, | wonder?" Mrs. Devar,
though excited, had the calculating habit
:" Five pounds each" said Nledenfam'
who had approached unnoticed during the
tumult
Cynthia's eyes sparkled. Five pounds
Why, heard some betting person over there
offering only three to one.
1t was a task beyond his powers to curb an
unrulv tongue in the presence OF TINS eiiah-
cipated schoolgirl. He met her ebull1ent
mood halfway. 4 have evidently beaten
the market; that is, if get the mo money
Horrible thought | may be WelShed.
He strobe back rapidlyto the bookmaker
stand.
What do YOU think of our chauffeur
now" cried CYNTHIA radiantly; for the
winning of those few sovereigns was real
iov to her, and the shadow OF the Welsher
had no terrors. since she did not know what
Medenham meant. :.
He improves on acquaintance, admit
ted Mrs Devar, thawlng little under the
influence of a successful tip.
He soon returned and handed them SIX
sovereign5 apiece.
MY man paid up like Briton,' he SAID
cheerfuliv Il have no trustworthy infor-
nation as to the next race; 50 what DO you
ladies say if we lunch quietly before we at
tack the ring for the Derby:'
There was an awkward pause. 1he ar OF
EPSON Downs is stimulating, especially
after one has found the winner of the first
race. :,
I'VE have not brought anything to eat,
admitted CYNTHIA ruefully. We ordered
some sandwiches before leaving the hotel,
and we mean to stop for tea at some Old
World hotel in Reigate which Mrs. Devar
recommends
..Unfortunate1y I was not hungry at
sandwich time" sighed Mrs. Devar.
IF it comes to that, neither was |, whereas
have a most unromantlc appetite now
But what can do, as the Babus say in India.
| am rather inclined to doubt the quality OF
ANYTHING we can buy here.
Medenham's face lit up. "1ndlai' he
cried !. Have YOU been to India?'
Yes, have you? My father and passed
the last cold weather there
Warned by sudden expansion OF Mrs.
Devar's prominent eyes, he gave a quick
turn to a dangerous topic, since it was IN
Calcutta that the gallant ex-Captaln OF Hor-
tons Horse had borrowed fifty pounds from
him. Naturally, the woman omitted the
teltale prefix to her sons rank; but 1t was
unquestionably true that the British army
had dispensed with his services.
Il was only thinking that acquaintance
with the East, Miss Vanrenen, would pre-
pare you for the mysterious workings Of
kismet,' said Medenhan lightly. when
| came across Simmonds this morning | was
bewailing the fact that my respected aunt
had fallen i'll and could not accompany me
to-day. May | offer you the luncheon |
provided for herr
He withdrew the wicker basket from its
nook beneath the front seat. Before his
astonished guests could utter a protest, it
was opened and he was deity unpacking the
contents.
RUT that Is your luncheon" protested