Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-12-19
CHAPTER III.
Who Got the Stable Secrets and How.

SartOriS, the COUSIN VI hou'
.s,nd the heir to the Beverley utie'
though the fortune would go to the
MARQUIS grand daughter, had led the
greater part of the house party III an
otter hunt. ,
Now. with the hounds that they hao
taken for their rather tame hunt LII
full cry, they were pursuing large
che otter the hounds had started.
Through the open the little creature
fed. followed by the yelping pack not
that. of course, with which Lady Oi-
ana had run, and the party Of men ana
women on foot with their savage OF
ter spears.
The animal had found its courses
along the little stream no longer III
their accustomed solitude, So now the
animal seemed to feel that there
would be safety in going toward the
spots never deserted.
In any event she broke cover com
nletely and made for the kennels and
stables, still, however, keeping close
TO the east bank of the Bourne.
Across the stable yard the small
pursued object went in an effort 10
get far enough away to make dive
into a deep pool there. Over the re-
naming walls and other obstacles In
their path leaped the men OF the par
tv Sartoris was first, but after ne
had made one frenzied lunge with ms
smear he realized that the otter hau
escaped.
with an exclamation Of anger he
hurled his spear in the ground and
then looked up to find the amused but
more scornful eyes of his cousin upon
him.
Don't. Greville, it's horrible!" eX-
claimed she strongly, while her grand
father was showing the fox hounds
and some of his famous racing string
to the visitors.
what is?" Sartoris asked, not re-
alizing that the girl was condemning
a pastime that he regarded as sport
otter killing like that-otter
hunting" she answered.
But you like fox hunting" went on
Sartoris in the bland tones Of surprise
of the Englishman Of his wiry type
with his wisp of a mustache and MS
weak appearing figure, which hid con-
siderable skilled strength. You like
to see draggled. beaten fox torn to
pieces alive"
mo. l don't" interrupted the girl
"But it's DONE" went on the man.
81 know" said the girl. That's why
If / were a man I'd ride nothing but
steeplechases. I love run best when
the fox gets clean away. 1 love race
with neither whip nor spur! love
sport-and in the best sport there's no
paint"
It was for such speeches as that
and actions, too-that they called
Lady Diana, 'the cleanest sportswo-
man in all England"
Not If you're beaten?" questioned
the cousin.
Not If you played fair" said the
girl.
Her cousin was moved to reveal, al
most unconsciously, some of that queer
sporting philosophy which sustained
him in the somewhat questionable
practices which were already being
commented upon in his London clubs.
81 confess / have a weakness for
winning" he said with an air of frank
ness. Whatever the odds in your
favor, there is a certain pleasure in
pursuit-in getting home"
AS to give emphasis to his words he
drove the head Of his spear into the
ground. He raised his eyes and, with
a start found Myrtle Anson, the
young sister Of Harry Anson, the
Whips jockey, near him. She had
come quietly into the yard, and, as II
moved by an impulse Of her budding
woman's heart that she could not en-
tirely control, had gone straight to-
ward Sartoris. Lady Diana had not
seen the girl, for the back of the mar
quis' granddaughter was turned to
the more humble young woman.
For a moment Sartoris regarded the
girl, then with a slight move Of his
shoulders he turned away. Myrtle An
son. seemingly cut to the heart, sank
on a rock at the edge of the stream
and continued to watch him with eyes
of love.
This little bit of byplay had taken
but a moment, and while it was TAX
ing place and Sartoris was still eyeing
the sister of the jockey she was reply
ing to his last observation.
There's pleasure in getting home
On a weak thing that can't defend it
self-or strike back?"
Her words seemed to the sick con-
science of Sartoris to hold double
entendre, and he looked sharply at his
cousin.
"Eh?" he exclaimed suspiciously and
expectantly.
But Lady Diana, who had noticed
nothing and was but speaking OF the
immediate object before them, went
on:
81 mean a weak thing like an otter
In sport there must be a fair chance
1t was with genuine relief that Sar-
toris answered.:
Il know, but l prefer lowest weight
in life's handicap-a shade of odds in
my favor, when I'm trying to win. But
you're a girl and mix sentiment with
your sporting"
The women Of the house party now
claimed the attention of Lady Diana
and they called upon her to explain
from her stores of horse wisdom" the
points of some of the racers. About
them during this time hovered the
anxious marquis. He had ordered The
Whip put in locked box stall, ant
not even the most charming entreatie!
of the fairest of his guests could in
duce him to unlock the door.
With a furtive glance about him
Sartoris walked toward Myrtle An
son sitting like lowly muse Of trag-
edy by the Bourne. This quick glance
of Sartoris was by no means precau-