The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-11-22
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 Directly benez-,I4 l-uIIDert and in the same spot formerly occupied by Mrs Beamish Mrs. D'Aquila seated herself and motfoned the captain to her side.
 Well, sit and talk quickly" she said -Im in hurry I've brought you all could spare" She held out a number Df banknotes to him. Notes. I thought
 "Goodby,'' she whispered to the horse softly. You're to run your first great race Win it; win it, for you're carry ing my heartF'
 Almost it seemed as though The Whip understood. for she caressed with her muzzle the hand of the girl.
 Then Lady Diana turned to the jockey.
 "Goodby. Harry!'' shelsaid. ''Go and win-for the honor of the stable-for the honor of our colors-and-for me! God bless you both and good luckr'
 And then she stood aside. Rapidly Harry and the porters led The Whip into the car which had already been bedded down. Then while Harry way ed his hand and Lady Diana and the rest on the platform responded, the train which had backed down bore off the car and its own load of passengers.
 W4O AuGW LudL tue SuCCCEQ- ing days would be of great activity. went to bed in his bunk in the com partment in one end of the little odd English car, while the train attained a high rate of speed and entered Fal- conhurst tunnel.
 He promised himself that he would keep one eye on. the horse, even while the train was in motion and but little danger was to be apprehended from those to whose interest it might be to try and harm The Whip, but he soon dozed.
 They were in the tunnel when Cap tain Sartoris opened a door of a car riage which he had quite to himself He had joined the train further to the north of Fa1conhurst and none of the Falconhurst people had known that he was in the train.
 Now in the blackness of the tunnel he crept along the foot plate which ran just below the side doors and which had given opportunity for many a crime.
 While the passengers were absolute ly unconscious of his lurehing progress past them he crept along the train. cIinging and swaying. In this fashion he passed by the door of a compart- ment in which the morose Werner Has lam was thinking of him at that very moment and Iamenting to himself weakly that he had been drawn into a path whose issue he could not see.
 Perhaps the presence of the man. who had become in sense his master, was realized subconscfousIy by the clergyman. for at the moment that Sar- toris passed by his compartment the shoulders of the substitute vicar were drawn up into a shrug and shudder. But to his conscious mind there came Ne warning.
 Sartor1s, while not a crack. was nev- ertheless something of &n athlete, and the passage on the footplate gave him no particular concern. once he had accustomed himself to thes swaying and the exact counterpoise 1t was nec- essary to impart to his own body.
 Now he stood at the very end of the footplate which was on the car rfage next the horse box. Soon he had passed to the end of the horse box. Quickly he raised the tail light and swung it in circle for a few seconds.
 He wished to hurl it in such a way that the flame would surely be extin- guished. he wanted no warning to be given to the train behind which was to complete his project.
 He realized that if he merely dropped the lantern to the line there was bare possibility that it would continue to burn.
 His semicircular swings were iusti- fed a moment later. when he flung the lamp to the line, for there was sud den impact. and then no light showed.
 With one foot resting upon the car riage and one upon the horse box, he pulled the slip cord and had the in Btant pleasure of seeing the horse box and it's freight drop behind.
 The Whip would not run. The race would be lost He would be saved from Kelly's clutches. Brancaster would be impoverished and the mar riage of Lady Diana and Brancaster put far of.
 onietly- he slipped along the foot