winnings belonged to the babies' hotel."

"Wait, Johnny," objected Polly, pushing the money away from her.
"I'd rather have you on the new subscription list, by and by, for
the furnishing and remodeling fund."

"I'll go on both of them," he offered, putting the money in her lap.
"You ought to know that I stick."

"Yes, you do," she sighed, and passed him the list, covertly
pointing out Gresham's name as she did so and showing the amount
opposite it to be one hundred dollars.

"Mr. Gamble wants to make sure that you'll get it," sneered Gresham,
and laughed. He was anxious to belittle Gamble in the eyes of
Constance.

"If Johnny Gamble puts his name down it's as good as paid!" flared
Polly. "By the way, Mr. Gresham, I have that Corn Exchange check
blank for you now."

She handed him the blank and her fountain-pen; and, with some slight
reluctance, Mr. Gresham paid his subscription.

"Thanks," said Polly briskly. "Johnny, did you say I should put you
on the other list for the same amount?"

Constance leaned hastily forward, with the impulse to interfere
against so foolhardy a thing, but caught herself; and, leaning back,
she looked at Johnny Gamble in profile and smiled. There was