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The old counsellor Lamblin, who in his capacity of magistrate was aware of that, said long ago: "To safely guard a certain fleece, In vain is all the watchman's care; 'Tis labour lost, if Beauty chance To feel a strange sensation there." It was on this indeed that Marcel calculated; and, smiling, he slept the sleep of the just and dreamed the most rosy dreams.
He not talkee much, Lamblin' Kid don't just dangelous that's all!" Carolyn June felt sudden interest. "When did he get mad about the cat?" she asked quietly. "Allee same to-day when you an' Skinny go 'way. Lamblin' Kid cussee me lot tellee me not do him any more. Him dangelous! I not do him next time!" Sing Pete explained seriously.
The loyal Chinese cook had wagered the savings of a dozen years on the speed of the Gold Dust maverick's nimble legs and his faith in the "Lamblin' Kid." A blanket might have covered the five horses as they swung around the first mile. The speed-mad animals roared down the homestretch, finishing the first half of the race in the almost identical position each had taken in the getaway.
Men smashed their neighbors with clenched fists not knowing or caring how hard or whom they struck or that they themselves were being hit. Women screamed frantically, hysterically, tears streaming from thousands of eyes because of sheer joy at the wonderful thing the Gold Dust maverick was doing. Even the stolid Sing Pete was jumping up and down, shouting: "Come on come on Lamblin' Kid!
"Captain Jack's a nice little broncho," she added, "he deserves sugar." She paused a moment. "'Lamblin' Kid's' a funny fellow, don't you think so, Sing Pete?" she finished idly. "Not funny him dangelous!" the Chinaman replied earnestly. "He gettee velly mad 'cause I puttee butter in can so cat catchee his head in an' go lound an' lound buckee like a bloncho havee lots a good time!
'Lamblin' Kid' is 'dangelous' dangerous in ways that you don't understand!" she finished softly, her eyes lit with a strange light and her heart elated and beating quickly because of what the Chinese cook had told her.
Sing Pete asked with a grin. "No," she replied, "I feed it to broncho to Gold Dust maverick. Some folks sprinkle salt on bird's tail to catch him I put sugar on horse's tongue to make him love me " "Lamblin' Kid, he do that. Allee time him gettee sugal for Clap'n Jack!" "Feeds 'Clap'n Jack' sugar, does he?" Carolyn June said pensively.
Sing Pete, alone of the Quarter Circle KT crowd, in the jam of the grandstand, stretched his neck and followed with inscrutable eyes the close-bunched racers. The start had puzzled him, yet he murmured hopefully: "Maybe all samee Lamblin' Kid he beatee hell out of 'em yet!"
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