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The Man Who Could Not Lose by Richard Harding Davis
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to worry about money, or to look for a steady job. And then your
book will come out, and you will be famous, and rich, and----"

"Passing on from that," interrupted Carter, "the thing of first
importance is to get you out of that hot, beastly flat. I propose
we start to-morrow for Cape Cod. I know a lot of fishing villages
there where we could board and lodge for twelve dollars a week, and
row and play tennis and live in our bathing suits."

Dolly assented with enthusiasm, and during the courses of the
dinner they happily discussed Cape Cod from Pocasset to Yarmouth,
and from Sandwich to Provincetown. So eager were they to escape,
that Carter telephoned the hallman at his club to secure a cabin
for the next afternoon on the Fall River boat. As they sat over
their coffee in the cool breeze, with, in the air, the scent of
flowers and the swing of music, and with, at their feet, the lights
of the great city, the world seemed very bright.

"It has been a great day," sighed Carter. "And if I hadn't had
nervous prostration I would have enjoyed it. That race- course is
always cool, and there were some fine finishes. I noticed two
horses that would bear watching, Her Highness and Glowworm. If we
weren't leaving to-morrow, I'd be inclined----" Dolly regarded him
with eyes of horror.

"Champneys Carter!" she exclaimed. As she said it, it sounded like
"Great Jehoshaphat!"

Carter protested indignantly. "I only said, "he explained, "if I
were following the races, I'd watch those horses. Don't worry!" he
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