anybody, turned upon Gresham a dissatisfied eye. 

 "Oh, play the game or stay out of it!" he advised. "I'll see you at my lawyer's to-morrow at eleven. Come with me a minute, Johnny. I want you to meet a friend of mine who has a big real estate deal on tap, and he may not go back on our train to-night." 

 Johnny Gamble made his adieus from the Boyden box with reluctance. The horses were lining up at the barrier for the last race, and he might not return in time. While he was bidding a thoroughly inadequate good-by to Constance, Loring came up hastily and called Polly from the box. 

 "Sammy Chirp called my attention to Gresham and Collaton talking together rather furtively down under the grandstand a few minutes ago," he said. "I have a curious impression that they mean harm to Gamble." 

 "It was Gresham got the harm. Johnny just beat him to a fifteen-thousand-dollar profit." 

 "So that was it," said Loring with a frown. "Tell him to watch out. They were about to attach his bank-account the last time he paid an unexpected note," and he lounged into the box. 

 Polly followed Johnny Gamble when he started to rejoin the colonel. 

 "Do me a favor, please, Johnny," she begged. 

 "Certainly," he returned. "Do you know what it is?" 

 "Here's my fountain-pen. Indorse that check over to me, won't you?" 

 "What's the joke?" he asked. 

 "I don't want you to have the money. I'm in a hurry now." 

 "Well, I'm broke again," laughed Johnny in perfect confidence; and he indorsed the check. 

 "The most thoroughgoing plebe I ever saw," Gresham commented, looking after Gamble. "It's so fortunate that one is only compelled to meet him in public places." 

 Constance glanced at him curiously and hurried to the rear rail of the box. She barely mentioned Mr. Gamble's name, and it was surprising how easily he heard her and how quickly he came back. 

 "I forgot to ask you to call," she said. "If you can spare any time from your pursuit of that million 

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