solemn as though the letter had announced a death.

"Dolly," he whispered, "it's a check--a check for a HUNDRED
DOLLARS!"

Guiltily, the two young people looked at each other.

"We've GOT to!" breathed Dolly. "GOT to! If we let TWO signs like
that pass, we'd be flying in the face of Providence."

With her hands gripping the arms of her chair, she leaned forward,
her eyes staring into space, her lips moving.

"COME ON, you Dromedary!" she whispered.

They changed the check into five and ten dollar bills, and, as
Carter was far too excited to work, made an absurdly early start
for the race-track.

"We might as well get all the fresh air we can," said Dolly.
"That's all we will get!"

From their reserve fund of twenty-seven dollars which each had
solemnly agreed with the other would not be risked on race-horses,
Dolly subtracted a two-dollar bill. This she stuck conspicuously
across the face of the clock on the mantel.

"Why?" asked Carter.

"When we get back this evening," Dolly explained, "that will be the