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Any man who had endeavored to sell him a bad horse would have had a hopeless task; with but a nod of encouragement from Allis he would have bought every horse all the useless crooks they had; the stable was full of them, Lauzanne among the rest.
Encouraged by Jockey Redpath's explanation of his ride on Lucretia, Allis was anxious that Dixon should take the money her father had set aside for that purpose and back their mare for the Brooklyn Derby. "We had better wait a day or two," Dixon had advised, "until we see the effect the hard gallop in the Handicap has had on the little mare.
The sound continued with more or less intermission till daybreak. Allis fell asleep, but I spent the time in appropriate reflections. Early in the morning I removed the button from Miss Fellows's door. She never knew anything about it. I believe, however, that I had the fairness to exculpate her in my secret heart from any trickish connection with the disturbances of that night.
Love of animals is commendable commendable" he emphasized this slight concession "but race horses always appeal to me as instruments of the Evil One." "It wasn't the horse's fault at all, Mr. Dolman," Allis interposed, "but just a depraved human's. It was the boy Shandy's fault." "I wasn't thinking of one horse," continued the minister, airily; "I meant race horses in general." "I think Mr.
"'Buy my steel plant! gasped Allis. "'Sure, buy it outright! Spot cash! We'll pay you five hundred thousand for it. "'But it cost me over twelve hundred thousand, said Allis. "'Well, then, we'll pay you twelve hundred thousand, said Stagg 'God damn you, we'll pay you fifteen hundred thousand! "'My plant isn't for sale, said Allis. "'We'll pay you two million! shouted Stagg.
In a day the substance of a year is wasted. There never can be prosperity living in sin." "Hush, mother," crooned Allis, softly. This outburst from Mrs. Porter startled the girl; it was so passionate, so vehement. When they had talked of racing in the home life the mother had nearly always preserved a reproachful silence; her attitude was understood and respected.
He went to sleep in this happy glamour of assured success, and, by the inevitable contrariness of things, dreamed that he was falling over a steep precipice on The Dutchman's back, and that at the bottom Mortimer and Allis were holding a blanket to catch him in his fall.
More than ever a conviction fixed itself in Crane's mind that, no matter how strong or disinterested his love for Allis might be, he would win her only by diplomacy. After all, he was better versed in that form of love-making, if it might be so called. Crane was expecting Langdon at ten o'clock. He heard a step in the breakfast room, and, turning his head, saw that it was the Trainer.
John Porter was undoubtedly brightened by the daughter's visit. Lucretia's defeat in the Handicap had increased his despondency. To prepare him gradually for further reverses Allis intimated, rather than asserted, that Lucretia might possibly have a slight cold Digon wasn't sure; but they were going to run Lauzanne also.
"Now, there's old maid Allis, relative of the Rogerses, lives all alone down on Clark Street in an old house that hain't had a coat o' paint or a new shingle sence the three Thayers was hung, an' she talks about the folks next door, both sides, that she's knowed alwus, as 'village people, and I don't believe," asserted the speaker, "she was ever away f'm Homeville two weeks in the hull course of her life.
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