lo III Scarlet and Silk 



" Yes ; rather a bigger crowd there, eh ? " 



" Bit of a ' turn-up ' for me, sir, wasn't it ? " 



" Somebody for whom I've won a race ; 

 good business. Now I can speak freely," re- 

 flected I. Then aloud, I said — 



" Very stupid of me that I can't quite 

 remember your face. Always had a bad 

 memory for faces. I think you said your 

 name was ? " 



"I didn't exactly say, sir; but it's Tupkins." 



Tupkins. I was as much in the dark as 

 before. 



" Don't you remember the day, sir ? " he 

 went on in lugubrious tones. 



" Oh — ah — well — not quite," I stammered. 

 " Somebody for whom I've lest a race appa- 

 rently," I added to myself, more mystified 

 than ever. 



" Don't you remember what you gave me 

 that day, sir ? " 



" No — o. I — I can't say I do. AVhat was 

 it?" 



" Three months — ' 'ard.' " 



I fled. It was a man I had tried and sen- 



