Evening Star Newspaper, August 17, 1937, Page 20

Iustrated by Vincentinl THE STORY THUS FAR. Carol Clayton, engaged to wealthy Hartley Madison, falls in love with Duke Bradley, hand- some bookmaker. She plays the races in order to pay Duke the $76,000 racing debt incurred by her father. Her luck is phenom- enal and Duke, through whom she places her bets, is all but wiped out. He wants Hartley to bet so that he may have a chance to recoup, but Carol thwarts him in this. Eventually she wins enough to pay her debt to Duke in full. She is now free to marry Hartley—but she first confesses to Duke that she loves him. Duke is furious at her suggestion that she break her engagement; if she does that he will lose all contact with Hartley, will have no chance to recoup; hell Le ruined. Her love turns to hate. She coldly promises Duke that she will persuade Hartley to get in the Hopeful at Saratoga. She and Hartley are betting on Moon Ray. Duke is betting on Light- ning, the horse Dixie Gordon, ace jockey, will ride. CHAPTER XXVIL. All the anger rising in Carol for the past week—at Duke for his in- difference to her except as a ‘‘come- on,” at herself for picking the wrong horses, at Madison for being surly— reached the height of its curve as she stood holding the tin cup which Duke had impudently thrust in her hand. Fortunately, she had been alone. Madi- son and she had been stopped by some friends, but she had excused herself and gone ahead explaining she must hurry back to Brookdale before her guests arrived for cocktails. She did not answer Duke. She glared at him as he walked away. Then her senses returned and she flung the cup with the quarter in it on the ground. It was at that mo- ment that Dixie Gordon crossed her line of vision. This final outrage of Duke's made her oblivious for the moment to everything else. Then suddenly her eyes were riveted on the jockey, Dixie! Something in her brain clicked. Of course! Revenge on Duke was in sight. She beckoned to him and he answered with a nod. Just then she heard Madison call to her. “Quick!” she called to Madison with 8 meaningful jerk of her head toward Dixie. “Come here.” She had but a moment she knew. A quick glance told her no one who mattered was near them now. But at any moment some one might come in sight. As the two men came up to her it looked like a casual meeting. She said only a few words, but they were to the point. “Leave it to me,” said Dixie, strolling past them. There was a grim smile on Carol's face as she and Madison walked to- ward their car. “That will fix him!” said Carol. “You mean,” Madison corrected her, “it will fix us. Carol, darling, that was a stroke of genius on your part. Careful! You'll hurt your toe,” | as she kicked a tin cup out of their | way. When Dixie Gordon entered the lobby of the United States Hotel that evening it was crowded. He seemed | to be in a hurry, but he was conscious of the interest he aroused. He thrilled to it. Was there another jockey liv- | ing at whose entrance glasses stopped | midway to lips, conversations halted | ebruptly, eyes turned? What if some of them did suspect him of being crooked? They all paid him the tribute due the biggest money rider | in the country. “I've got a grand on Lightning to- morrow,” & man called to him “You're always safe in betting on the horse I'm riding,” answered Dixie. | Then he saw Fritzie coming up to | him “What’s the rush, big boy?"” asked. “Have yourself a chair fori a moment. Kiffie's turned in and I | want some one to talk to.” Dixie shook his head. “Tempt me not! I'm hitting the hay. Don't you want me in shape | to win the race tomorrow?” “Atta boy!” said Fritzie, slapping | him on the shoulders, “When Lightning wins the Hopeful, and I—I—Fritzie O’Malley, am pointed out as the owner—there, there, run along like | & good boy. I'm too excited to talk.” Dixie called the number of his floor to the elevator boy. 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His voice was low and intense. “We're alone?” he asked. be interrupted for a minute?” “Not expecting anybody?” said Kiffie, surprised at his manner. “Is any- thing wrong, Dixie?” “I've heard something,” said Dixie. “Sit “Won't Kiffie took the contract and ripped it to pieces. “I think you ought to know it.” stopped as if he could not 2o on. “Well, why don’t you tell me then?” “I don’t know,” said Dixie, hesi- tatingly. “I mean!{ to—you—you ought to know—but—" “Fritzie?” asked Kiffle, alarm in his voice. “Is she sick? Has something happened *o her?” “Fritzie isn't sick,” said Dixie. “I saw her talking and laughing just a moment ago in the lobby. But—" He SERVING WASHINGTON THE KVENLNG SLAR, “If Fritzie is all right, it can’t be too hard for me to hear. Shoot.” “You won’'t think I'm a rat for ! telling you?” “‘Of course not. What is it?"” Dixie hesitated for a moment, then spoke rapidly. i “If I win that race tomorrow, you're going to lose a wife.” “What's that?” Kiffle's eyes were twice their normal size. “Lose Fritzie!"” “You know that Bradley's been plannig all year to leave the track?” “Yes, I know that,” said Kiffie There was fear in his voice. . “Well, he'll clean up on Lightning tomorrow and—did you ever think that there was something more than being good pals between him and Fritzie?” Had he ever thought it? Kiffie went white. So—he had been right in being jealous. He had been a fool to let Fritzie talk him into be- lieving that she loved him and that Duke, without realizing it himself, was in love with Carol. “Tell me all you know,” said Kiffie in a quiet, :ommanding voice. “They didn't know I heard them —but this is straight. When Light- ning wins, they’ll be sitting pretty, both of them, and they're ducking out for Europe.” “Oh, no, no,” moaned Kiffie. “I've been jealous. Duke may be & double- crosser—but Fritzie is straight. She wouldn’t treat me like that.” “Fritzie is a swell girl,” agreed Dixie. “But Duke has a way with the ladies. | She’s excited now and he’s turned her head. | “But she protested Kiffie Dixie was clever enough to know | | he couldn't put Fritzie in too black | a light to this man who loved her | so much. | “Not if she had time to think it out I'She knows youre worth a hundred OVER HALF A CENTURY HENDERSON’S AUGUST SALE Fine Furniture at Savings of 15% 10 50% A large portion of our Regular Stock of Fine Furniture for Bed Room, Dining Room and Living Room is greatly reduced for this event. All Rattan and Peel Summer Furniture Is Reduced 25% and More . .. and Just When You Can Enjoy It Most James B. HenDErsoN 1108 G Street N.W. FINE FURNITURE INTERIOR DECORATING men's leather Wiltshire Cases $20 to $100 Initialed Without Charge Man, what a bag! Carries 2 suits on hangers — wrinkle-free. Lots of room in tray for accessories. Zipper pocket for shoes, toilet articles, etc. couldn't—couldn’t—" | Duke Bradleys in every way. But now—I'm telling you she won't have time for a second thought when I bring Lightning in first tomorrow.” “Youre—you're sure that Light- ning's going to win?” “With me on him?” asked Dixie in surprise. “Why, he can't lose.” There was a long silence and it was & dramatic one. Dixie had no in- tention of breaking it. The next words must come from Kiffie. Dixie wondered what he was thinking— there was such a strange expression on his face—half hope, half disgust. He did not know that for the first time in his life Kiffie was planning something which was not strictly honest. “You couldn’t—you wouldn’t—you know——" Kiffie broke out; he couldn't say the words which went against everything in his nature. But Dixie was not squeamish. “Pull him?” Pull a horse!” Dixie said in a voice, blended of horror and indignation. “You surely aren't ask- ing me to do that!” “No, no,” Kiffie apologized quickly. “Of course not. I am so desperate I don’t know what I'm saying. I don't know what to do. Tell me, Dixie— do you know any way out of this?” Dixie drew his brows together, as if in deep thought. Kiffie was watch- ing him hopefully. “I'll tell you,” he said finally, “what I'm willing to do.” “What?" “Tear up my contract. That will cancel y»ur obligation to me.” “But what about you?" Kiffie, al- ways kind, always honest, asked “Oh, don’t worry about me,” he said magnanimously. “I'll do it any- way just for you—I hate to see a swell guy like you get a dirty deal. But I can get Moon Ray.” “You'd really do that?” Kiffie al- most sang the words, in his relief and joy. “For you—yes.” | CONVENIENT WADHINULUN, | | D. C, TukdDAY, Kiffie ran to a chest of drawers and took out a sheet of paper. He ripped it to pieces. “You're a real friend, Dixie,” he said. “I'll never forget this—not as long as.I live.” “When you tell Fritzie I ain’t riding Lightning for her, you won’t let on I was the one who put you wise, will you?” “I won't, don't worry.” “And, Mr. Kiffmeyer, break it to her gently. We know what a fine girl she is at heart—it'’s all that rat of a Bradley.” Kiffie had let the pieces of the con- tract fall on the chest. Dixie picked them up casually while he was talking and slipped them in his pocket. Two minutes later -he was back in his own room, at the telephone. “That you, Miss Clayton?” he asked in a low voice, when there was the sound of a woman's voice at the other end of the line. “Yes,” she said, eagerly. sitting here waiting. pened?” “Had a hard time putting it over, but I told you you could leave it to me. I'm riding Moon Ray tomorrow.” Hartley Madison had come into the room. Carol nodded when he asked if it was Dixie talking to her. “Send me a wire confirming that,” she said into the phone. Madison pulled her into his arms, as she hung up the phone. “Sweetheart,” he said, “you are wonderful. I'll take you in as pas ner in the firm, if you say so.. You've “I've been What hap- | Bot a head on you, all right.” Maliresses Remade $3 STEIN BEDDING CO 1224 12th St. NW. Met. 1242 at a phenomenally low price for such high quality ... AUGUDL 17, 1937, 8he pulled herself away and thrust the phone into his hands. “Get hold of Duke immediately before he can learn of the switch. Such things leak out some times.” While he was waiting to be con- nected with Duke's room, he gave Carol a searching look. “Has there ever been anything be- tween you and Bradiey?” he asked. “Beiween me and that bookie?” she asked in contempt. “Has there?” he persisted. “Are you out of your mind?” asked Carol vehemently. He was still looking at her search- ingly, when he heard Duke's voice. “I'd like to place that bet on Moon Ray, Bradley,” he said. “How soon can I see you?” “I'll be right over,” said Duke, hang- ing up. As he reached for his hat and started for the door, he turned to Grandfather Clayton who had been eating supper with him, and said “Here's the chance I've been waiting for all my life! Look at me, grandpa— AGENTS for THE AERO MAYFLOWER tomorrow, this time, your little Dukie will be a millionaire!” Duke is exultant at Hartley’s bet —but what happens when he learns that Dixie Gordon is riding Moon Ray instead of Lightning—and that Carol is at the bottom of it! Don't miss tomorrow’s exciting installment. (To be continued.) (Copyright, 1937, Loew's, Inc.) New automobiles will appear in Eng- land at the rate of 1,000 a day, ex- perts estimate. S WARING TRIES INVENTING TOLEDO, Ohio, August 17 (). Fred Waring, the orchestra leader, doesn’t spend all his time wit' sharps and flats. 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