Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1940-02-02

get word But say :. try to argue
with a wopan!"
Heather, furious, was looking for
Slim. Returning to the stable she
found only Knight Errant there, and
laid her cheek to his nose in crisis
of pity for them both. There Slim
found them.
The sight of Heather, slender and
young and tragic, standing with her
arms around the satin throat of
Knight Errant, sent thrill through
his entire frame.
He had planned to let Heather
think that he had claimed Knight
Errant for himself, to punish her for
her lack of faith. But that touching
scene made him decide to tell her the
truth.
Their chances battled and each for
got their planned technique
81 see you kept your eye on my
colt" she burst out bitterly
81 claimed Knight Errant for you,
Heather" he answered and tried to
make his words sound impersonal.
"For me?" she gasped incredu-
lousy.
you've misunderstood me, Heath
er. Knight Errant is yours. I claim
ed him, to protect him. I've wanted
to do this ever since I first warned
you against Bassitt."
But" stammered Heather. 81
still don't understand"
Sims sudden grin was like the
flash of sun after an electrical storm.
"I can't understand it either, Heath
er. I guess maybe it's Knight Err
rant-his effect on me. That colt
just kind of got under my skim"
Slowly, a year too slowly in fact,
it dawned upon Heather that Slim
was her friend. She said in a small
voice that quavered: "What a fool I
have been! Slim, I should have
known!"
She slipped a pleading hand into
his. It was still there when, at Sims
suggestion, Heather went meekly with
him to the racing office to have the
ownership papers on Knight Errant
transferred to Heather Mills.
Slim took Heather to his box that
afternoon to watch the races. Rap
turously happy over regaining posses
sion of Knight Errant, she sat beside
him visioning glorious path of vic
tory ahead for her colt. Slim was
with her only at intervals during the
afternoons race card.
Tomorrow he was to become Edith
Clarke Ashleigh's trainer and she
was demanding his attention in SER
les of Conferences" between races
Three boxes removed, Heather saw
Edith, smart and worldly in white
sports outfit that gave her strik-
ing silhouette and watched her con-
fide in Slim in manner all too per-
sonal - even possessive, Heather
thought.
Watching Slim converse so init
mately with Edith, Heather suppress
ed ripple of what she refused to ad-
nit was jealousy. Slim had not help
ed matters by neglecting to explain
that Edith Ashleigh was his new en-
ployer.
After the races, Slim invited Heath
er to return to the city with him in
his roadster.
AS they drove back from Arlington,
she finally was forced to confess that
she was almost without funds and
had no lodgings. And since she was
also hungry, they stopped at a quiet
little restaurant to dine and discuss
some plans.
"What will we do with Knight Err
rant now?" Heather asked.
"Just undo everything Bassitt has
done," Slim counseled, reluctant to
break the news that she must not
include him so completely in the plans
for her horse.
"I'm trusting in you to bring out
the greatness Of Knight Errant, Slim.
You're the only one in the world I'd
ever trust him to now"
"I'm afraid it's too late. I've CIV
en- promise. Tomorrow I take over
the training of a large stable"
"But surely you could manage one
more horse" she entreated. "Particu-
larly knight Errant.'
"I'm afraid she wouldn't like it,"
Slim explained.
"She?" Heather demanded sharply.
"Mrs. Edith Ashleigh. I'm work
ing for her."
"Oh," Heather said with a despair
ing infection. give seen her picture