The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-11-21
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MSZ eConAfnu@0 N9Eh MeN Directly beneath Lambert and in the same spot formerly occupied by Mrs. 5BeaEnfsh Mrs. D'AQuila seated herself and m@ttoned9 the captain to her side, wen. sftSand talk quickly" she said I'm i'm hurry. I've brought you all I c0uM spare" She held out a number of EbanaknOtessto him. Notes I thought Tou'd u@eferH Hthem-3oO-toward that interest
 Ashaust ever be grateful enough" he Isa1d-
 "ouite sure you won't" she re- spended.
 ,, ssT'TI give you something in return he went on gloonily.
 How sweet of you. What is it?''
 Bad news
 Good gracfous!"
 'sThat horse of BeverIey-The Whip ,+-has been tried-a f1ier-the Two Thousands a :, certainty"
 There was one moment while Sar- toris was giving this piece of sta ble in formation when Lambert. The Whips trainer, had much difficulty in remem- bering that he was an image of wax He moved suddenly and had great diff hcuIty in not leaving his perch and giv- fng SartoEis the thrashing he knew he deserved. But he believed that, since they were now on the subject of his beloved horse. his patience would be vastly rewarded.
 Mrs. D'AQuiIa had not seemed star xIediat what Sartoris had said.
 That doesn't sound bad she said. ~eIf ene had a bit on at, say, twenty''-
 Nc chance" came from the captain ssDi Arust have told Brancaster. for he caught Kelly, the big bookmaker, half Nrunk and off his guard and rushed Aim with three big bets. If The Whip wins he9l win fortune'' | '@BrancasterY' she exclaimed in voice nf gloom. now thoroughly aroused.
 -9Kes. Hen have lots of money to light you with. If the horse gets beat mem be nsazly broke.'' I'm deepiand dark thought the woman now vEaS.
 ssHorses do get beat sometimes" she lBaad-
 @sYa,~ said Sartoxis, equally gloomy. PThatas what Kel-what chap know ga&d- When Klarikoff was favorite for the LeGsr he got burned in his box.' { @Tn his sEzb1e 7'' she asked I @No, horse box. on the railway" he EetHrned-
 @T wonder how it was done.'' she Sa1d i'm q tone that might have stood for the suggestion of an evil deed, so sinister 1t was.
 "A GGreoEAs shrugged his shoulders.
 Accident g he said in his thin voice. %Fd give something for anott1er.''
 sTYou would ?" she asked in peculiar Eune.
 'eYes, "1he said, frankly. "Fve had a plunge on something else. I want to nee The Whip beaten. I must see her Beaten That's why I told you. You've got quick wits"-
 i ''The jockey" she suggested.
 Honest idiot"
 "@The stabIeF'
 t'Guarded like the sultan's harem! Beverley's pet fad"
 S+Yes, the trains the place. she said musingfy. getting to her feet
 Puzzled. Sartoris also arose.
 How? Her lad and probably her clown of a trainer, Lambert. will travel with her in the box on behind. and slip 1t at Manfeld. where the down express will pick it up"-
 "SIfp it''- she said. while her thoughts were busy on some sudden problem.
 "Yes.'' he explained. Its what they always do. don't you know. pull a string thing that uDdoes the coupling and the horse box slows down and stops at the junction while the train runs through
 ~Has-has it ever gone wrong?" she RsE@& n a way to anouse his sus- pIcIons-
 "What?'
 'aThe slip business. What would hap pen if the horse box were slipped too Bcon-say. FaIconhurst tunnel-and left standing on the line?"
 The next train would see the red taiI light and stop" he said-
 There was world of potential trag- edy in the woman's voice as with the smile of destiny of evil she went on:
 -But-in the-dark-it will be dark af some one had dropped off the tail light before the next train could stop9'
 'ha hax- would be enaashed,'' he