"Nightmares they certainly
were! I dreamt two of the nightmares won! I saw them, all night,
just as I saw Dromedary, Her Highness and Glowworm, winning,
winning, winning!"
"Those were the horses you spoke about last night," said Dolly
severely. "After so wonderful a day, of course you dreamt of
racing, and those two horses were in your mind. That's the
explanation."
They returned to the flat and began, industriously, to pack. About
twelve o'clock Carter, coming suddenly into the bedroom where Dolly
was alone, found her reading the MORNING TELEGRAPH. It was open at
the racing page of "past performances."
She dropped the paper guiltily. Carter kicked a hat-box out of his
way and sat down on a trunk.
"I don't see," he began, "why we can't wait one more day. We'd be
just as near the ocean at Sheepshead Bay race-track as on a Fall
River boat, and----" He halted and frowned unhappily. "We needn't
bet more than ten dollars," he begged.
"Of course," declared Dolly, "if they SHOULD win, you'll always
blame ME!" Carter's eyes shone hopefully.
"And," continued Dolly, I can't bear to have you blame me. So----"
"Get your hat!" shouted Carter, "or we'll miss the first race."
Carter telephoned for a cab, and as they were entering it said
guiltily: "I've got to stop at the bank."
"You have NOT!" announced Dolly.
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