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Of course Garrison had been to the dogs during the past year what down-and-out jockey has not gone there? And if Drake had transferred him to Desha, it was a case of good riddance. Drake was famous for his eccentric humor. But he was a sound judge of horse-flesh. No doubt he knew what a small chance Speedaway had against Swallow, and he had scratched advisedly; playing the Morgan entry instead.
Perhaps you could learn to love me. Then there would be no need to go." Garrison smiled deliberately up into her eyes, the devil working in him. Miss Desha returned his look steadily. "And the other girl the clinging one?" she asked calmly. "Oh, she could wait. If we didn't hit it off, I could fall back on her. I would hate to be an old bachelor."
Nor that track fortunes are only made by bookies or exceptionally wealthy or brainy owners; that a plunger comes out on top once in a million times. That the track, to live, must bleed "suckers" by the thousand, and that he, Colonel Desha, was one of the bled. He was on the wrong side of the table.
And you know I never bet, as a rule. It is very wrong." And so Sue, the blood in her cheeks, handed all her available cash to Drake to place on the name of Garrison. She would pretend it was the original. Just pretend. "Here they come," yelled Drake, echoed by the rippling shout of the crowd. The girl rose, white-faced; striving to pick out the blue and gold of the Desha stable.
Nellie Nugent Somerville of Mississippi, a vice-president of the National Association, gave an address. During the year Mrs. Desha Breckinridge of Kentucky, also a national vice-president, spoke several times in the State. Mrs.
Indiana openly says she's going to make the Fugitive Slave Act impossible of enforcement. All over the North they call it immoral and unchristian they reserve the right of interpreting both the Bible and the Constitution for us as though we weren't grown men ourselves. That's the sort of law there is back of this boat load of fools down there." "Men, we're wastin' time!" repeated young Desha.
"Men," said young Desha tersely, "we're wastin' time. We've made our medicine. Let's hit the war trail." Dunwody smiled at him. "You boys are hot-headed," said he. "To hell with the Constitution!" exclaimed the Honorable William Jones suddenly. "Well, it's one Constitution against the other, anyhow," said Clayton. "You can see the intent of the North now plainly enough.
"Yes Miss Desha," echoed Drake, planting wide his feet and contemplating the other's bent head. "Yes, Miss Desha. And why in blazes did you tell her you were married, eh?" he asked grimly. "Oh, you thought you were? Oh, yes. And you didn't deny it when you found it wasn't so? Oh, yes, of course. And it didn't matter whether she ate her heart out or not? Of course not.
Do you know, I almost hate you! I think I do. I'm quite sure I do." Garrison eyed her in silence, the smile on his lips. She returned the look, her face flushed. "Miss Desha " "You'll have to call me Sue. You're Billy; I'm Sue. That's one of the minor penalties. Our prenatal engagement affords us this charming familiarity," she interrupted scathingly. "Sue, then.
A horse streaked its way toward them. Crimmins darted into the underbrush bordering the pike. The horse came fast. It flashed past Garrison. Its rider was swaying in the saddle; swaying with white, tense face and sawing hands. The eyes were fixed straight ahead, vacant. A broken saddle-girth flapped raggedly. Garrison recognized the fact that it was a runaway, with Sue Desha up.
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