she cried, "if only I had let you bet all you had with you!"

"I did," stammered Carter, in extreme agitation. " I bet four
hundred. I got five to one, Dolly," he gasped, in awe; "we've won
two thousand dollars."

Dolly exclaimed rapturously: "We'll put it all in bank," she cried.

"We'll put it all on Glowworm!" said her husband.

"Champ!" begged Dolly. "Don't push your luck. Stop while----"
Carter shook his head.

"It's NOT luck!" he growled. "It's a gift, it's second sight, it's
prophecy. I've been a full-fledged clairvoyant all my life, and
didn't know it. Anyway, I'm a sport, and after two of my dreams
breaking right, I've got to back the third one!"

Glowworm was at ten to one, and at those odds the book-makers to
whom he first applied did not care to take so large a sum as he
offered. Carter found a book-maker named "Sol" Burbank who, at
those odds, accepted his two thousand.

When Carter returned to collect his twenty-two thousand, there was
some little delay while Burbank borrowed a portion of it. He looked
at Carter curiously and none too genially.

"Wasn't it you," he asked, "that had that thirty-to-one shot
yesterday on Dromedary?" Carter nodded somewhat guiltily. A man in
the crowd volunteered: "And he had Her Highness in the second, too,