Evening times-Republican., 1913-12-31

only 0oos that for one reason. and NJ
bsothor knows that"
With white fury sartosis turned
upon her. For q moment it seemed %
though hs would huri The heavy spear
In his hand at the girl.
''You'vs told him1'' hs demanded cav
agsly.
Myrtle faced him braveiy. but IN
moment her head dropped.
'No. haven't turned traitor 10 you.
Grevills," she said brokeniy.
Into the whole manner Of the cap
tain there came . great change. He
was ~ near to pity ~ his shallow ma
ture ever permitted as he said fer
vsntly:
"Of course you haven't. little N.Y.
tie"
Instantly the jockeys sister moved
closer to him. He took one quick step
backward. and his tone became lighter
an be hurried on to bridge the gap Of
emotion:
about traitors and things. Beverley
never bets. II the wide world knew
bis stable secrets It would do no harm.
II you give me tip or two--heaven
knows l want It badly enough-whos
hurt?'
II am" said the girl. much Of her re-
sistance gone because Of his few kind
passed.
'And shan't do it again"
Nonsense! You will tell me when
The Whips tried"
II shan't be here to see."
'No?"
no. can't stay here much longer.
dare not"
Nonsense! Where will you go7"
isn't that for you to say? Haven't
you promised?"
Sartoris shrugged his shoulders and
then became aware that Harry Anson
was standing near the main door OF
the stables with anxious. speculative
eyes upon him. He left Myrtle and
strolled toward the stable. His eyes
for q moment looked kcenly into the
face Of the boy. and then with sud
den. unwilling movement of his head.
he turned aside. unable. despite his
wonderful customary self control. to
face the brother Of Myrtle.
Lord Beverley was worried over
something the women of his grand
daughters house party had told him.
They had described the course Of the
otter hunt. and this description had
displeased him exceedingly. though he
was at much pains not to let the wo-
men see 1t. But straight to Captain
Sartoris. whom he instinctiyeiy dis
liked. though he tried to overcome that
feeling. he went.
"Greville." exclaimed the marquis.
I'm afraid from what hear that you
went trespassing this morning
"Oh. did wer' exclaimed Sartoris
lightly. not attaching much Importance
to the opinions Of the racing marquis
upon any subject
Eyes. from beyond the bend where
the Bourne winds through the Bran.
caster property" Beverley continued.
In modified tone.
"Of coursrso It does" answered
Sartoris. ''WeN. we didn't go far.
Surely 1t doesn't matter A a neigh
Dor Brancnster wouldn't object"
Beverley frowned as he went on In
bis ponderous and bombastic tone:
"He's asneiehbor to. whom object:
certainly not one from whom I'd aak
favors."
One Of the women Of the house par
ty. Lady Antrobus. had overheard the
two men use the name Brancaster. OF
Lady Antrobus it had been said that
''she rushed In where-well. you know.
my dear" Her shrewish curiosity
made her anxious to know what they
we're saying Of Brancaster. so. despite
the breeding Of her line. she interject-
ID herself into the conversation.
Lord Brancaster will have to sell
the Rievers for song II he goes on
racing SO desperately" she said.
She was an old neighbor of the mar
quis. and her chance touching upon
hobby Of Beverley aroused his ire.
Pardon me-" said he. betting 50
desperately. Gambling Is rot racing"
Hes wonderfully cool gambler"
went on the chatty tongue of his fem
lnine neighbor. II saw him at San
down last autumn betting over the rail
with all the bookmakers on the other
side ranging at him like q pack Of
wolves"
Sartoris himself had taken the other