The Wilmington morning star., 1940-05-12

monocle, you persuaded this igno-
rant girl-ignorant of the turf-to
bet on one of your sur things.
"And you," she looked at Ted Dun
can Bond, with all your college
learning and degrees, believed you
could beat the races! The smartest
horsemen admit it can't be done.
Even I, the owner of Pepper Boy.
wouldn't bet a dollar on him-and
you bet 500. I overheard you"
ooh, Sherry" Ted began, b
Sherry hadn't finished.
Maybe this will teach you ome
thing, Ted. This the first time you
ever bet?"
The girl nodded mutely.
"Glad you were cleaned out. May.
be you'll have sense enough not to
try it again." She turned on h e r
uncle.
"Now you, explain yourself! The
idea of talking a gullible girl into
betting. Suppose you were to get a
cut on her winnings-in return for
your marvellous dope!"
"Please, Sherry!" It was Ted her.
self who broke in, with a defense of
the a
"Well?" Sherry was thoroughly
mad now.
HE didn't persuade meat least,
not much"
How did it all start?' Sherry de-
manded..
willie and I had planned to write
the story Of the Thoroughbred
she hesitated; Sherry prompted
Go on"
HE has a vast knowledge Of turf
lore, knows worlds of anecdotes; ]
was going to whip it into shape,
make an orderly historical work OF
you're too late,'' Sherry broke in,
it"
the story of the thoroughbred in
America has just been written-and
published; but go ahead-this is
getting good"
IT saw that-well, the book had
infinite possibilities. But we'd be
months writing it-and we'd need
money to live on. He said that he
was-er-strapped, he called it
A distinct groan came from the
wall where William Bond, Esq, was
rubbing his jowls with a towel-like
handkerchief. go on, Ted" Sherry
directed.
willie had told me a lot about
winning on long shots-that some
times the public doesn't know a
horse is in fine shape-and he wins
at long odds. And today-well-"
That's enough" Sherry interrupt
ed. ST understand it all. He touted
you, persuaded you to bet on a horse
of his choice"
But it was Pepper Boy!' Uncle
William put in, coming up for air.
"Shut up!" Sherry snapped. Guess
YOU were going to get a cut Of the
winnings"
"Sherry'' Ted flung her a r m S
around Sherry, stayed her.
"What on earth?" Sherry demand.
ed, freeing herself.
"You mustn't say such things
about him."
"well, I like that! And why not,
may I ask"
"Because-because-"
William Bond stepped forward with
great dignity, spoke clearly: "Sherry,
Theodosia has honored me by-ah-
becoming my fiancee."
Utter silence for one long moment.
Then Sherry Bond sank down on a
locker trunk. For the luvva Pete"
she calculated. Then she began to
laugh, almost HISTORICALLY. At last
she controlled herself, stood up.
"Well, children-my blessing and
all that she said. 1T guess it could
be worse-for both of you. My con
gratulations, and let me know a day
ahead Of time, pleas"
I'VE were going to tell you to-.
night, Sherry. We had planned to be
married after the Derby"
Had planned" Sherry repeated.
"So-you were going to parlay that
$500 into a million, I guess, by that
time. You still love him, Ted?"
do II"
Don't say anything else. You, Will
lie?"
"Theodosia represents to me the
apotheosis of womanhood!"
"That's swell! Now listen, v O u
two: you've both helped me out.
You saved my horse for me Willie,
when 1 a him in that claimer. You
loaned me your car. Ted