to him and watch me fool him when he says he has no check-book with
him. I have check blanks on every bank in town. Bring along my hand-
bag and my subscription list, Sammy."

When they had gone, with the feebly pleased Sammy dutifully bringing
up the rear, Gresham looked after them with relief.

"Handicap day brings out some queer people," he observed.

"If you mean Mr. Gamble I think him delightful," Constance quickly
advised him. "I'm inclined to agree with Polly that he is very much
a gentleman."

"He would be quite likely to appeal to Polly," remarked Aunt Pattie
as she arose for a visit to a near-by box.

"You mean Cousin Polly," corrected Constance sweetly.

Gresham was very thoughtful. He was more logically calculating than
most people thought him.

It was Polly's cousinship which puzzled Johnny Gamble. "When you
picked a cousin you made some choice," he complimented her. "How did
you do it?"

"They made me," she explained. "You know that Billy Parsons was the
only man I ever wanted to marry--or ever will, I guess. His folks
met me once and wouldn't stand for me at all; then Billy took sick
and went out of his head. He cried for me so that the doctor said he
had to have me; so I canceled the best engagement I ever had. I