THE LETTER 273 



French read this important dispatch to IMlss 

 Grimshaw as they sat at breakfast, and the girl 

 hstened mth sparkling eyes. 



" I always hated motor cars," said she, when 

 he had finished, " but I'll never hear a word 

 against them again. Wasn't it clever of him! 

 And the cleverest thing in the whole business is 

 the King of Siam part, for if there's any bother 

 afterwards he can put the whole affair down to 

 a practical joke. There's only five days now to 

 the thirteenth. You are moving the horse to 

 Major Lawson's stables at Newmarket on the 

 thirteenth, aren't you? " 



" I am," said French. " I had a letter from 

 him only yesterday asking after the colt. By 

 George, but I beHeve we'll pull the thing through 

 after aU!" 



He rose from the table in high excitement; 

 went to the window and stood, jinghng the keys 

 in his pocket and gazing at the view. It seemed 

 to him that at last fortune was beginning to make 

 a way for him. A few days only separated him 

 from his goal. If Bobby Dashwood could only 

 keep Giveen " bottled " till the thirteenth, or even 

 the tweKth all would be well. Could he do this? 

 Time alone could answer that question. 



