Blue Grass Seminary Girls' Vacation Adventures

  CHAPTER XIV.--JIMMY DECIDES.

  "Somebody's coming, Dad."

  It was Shirley who spoke. Mr. Willing looked up from his morning paperand turned his eyes toward the distant pike. Between the fields of tallhemp, a quarter of a mile away, a solitary horseman was approaching.

  "Can't make him out from here," said Mr. Willing, shading his eyes. "Iwonder who he is?"

  "You'll know soon enough, Dad," laughed Shirley. "What's the use ofwondering?"

  "Well, set out a box of cigars," said Mr. Willing, "and make a pitcherof lemonade. He'll be thirsty after his ride."

  Shirley went towards the pantry, and returned with the lemonade just asthe rider dismounted. After a glance she started back in surprise.

  "Jones," she exclaimed.

  For the rider was indeed Mr. Jones, the man whom Shirley had travelledto Cincinnati to see.

  Shirley ran around the house to where Mabel and young Wolfe wereswinging in the hammock, in the shade of a giant elm.

  "Jones is here," she cried breathlessly, "what shall we do?"

  "There is nothing to worry about," said Wolfe. "He will try nofoolishness here, I'm sure."

  "It's not that I am afraid of," returned Shirley, "but if he should talkto Jimmy he is likely to find out that he has been fooled."

  "We must prevent their meeting," said Mabel.

  "But how?" demanded Shirley, in excited tones.

  "We'll see what can be done," said Wolfe.

  He arose and went quickly to the stable, where he engaged Jimmy inconversation. Jimmy should not leave his sight until Jones had taken hisdeparture, Wolfe said to himself.

  Meantime Mr. Willing and Jones were holding a friendly conversation onthe front porch. Shirley and Mabel strolled into the parlor, where,through the open window, they could hear all that was being said.

  "Yes, sir," said Jones, "it is regarded as a forgone conclusion thatGabriel will win the Derby. I'm backing him myself. Jupiter is the onlyother entry that has a chance."

  "I'm glad to hear you say that," returned Mr. Willing. "I am counting onGabriel winning. If he loses--well, I don't mind telling you, it willhurt."

  "I suppose you are backing him strong?"

  "No," said Mr. Willing, "I'm not. To tell the truth, I am throughbetting."

  "Through betting?" asked Jones, in greatest surprise.

  "Yes, I have promised my daughter."

  "I see," said Jones, and changed the subject. "I wonder if I could get alook at Gabriel?"

  "Why, certainly. I'll have some one call Jimmy, and he will show you thehorse."

  "Thanks," said Jones, and sat back to wait.

  In response to the message delivered to an old negro, Jimmy came to thehouse. He started a little at sight of Jones, but recovered quickly.Wolfe followed him.

  "Jimmy," said Mr. Willing, "Mr. Jones would like to have a look at thewinner of the coming Derby. Take him to Gabriel."

  "Yes, sir," said Jimmy.

  He walked away, Jones following him. Wolfe would have accompanied him,but Mr. Willing hailed him.

  "Young man," he said, "I wish you would walk up to the pike and see ifthere is any mail in the box. I am expecting an important letter."

  Wolfe was at a loss what to do. To leave Jimmy and Jones alone mightwork mischief, but Mr. Willing was not a man who could be put off.

  "There's no hope for it," said Wolfe to himself, and set off toward thepike.

  Shirley and Mabel had overheard the conversation.

  "Come," said the former, "we must at least find out what Jones says toJimmy."

  They left the house silently, and as silently followed the two to thestable. They managed to crawl into the stall next to Gabriel's withoutbeing discovered.

  "Well, how is everything?" asked Jones.

  "All right, sir," was the reply.

  "How's Gabriel, in condition?"

  "Perfectly fit, sir."

  "Good; and do you think you can 'pull' him without causing talk? It mustbe neatly done, you know, for should the judges suspect anything theywill disqualify the winner."

  "What do you mean?"

  "Just what I say. Surely you haven't forgotten our conversation inCincinnati?"

  "Cincinnati?" and Jimmy's blank look showed surprise.

  "Yes; the little talk we had about letting Jupiter win."

  "I don't know what you are talking about," protested Jimmy.

  Jones stepped back and looked at Jimmy sternly.

  "What are you trying to do, make a fool of me?" he asked. "I supposeyou'll tell me in a minute you didn't see me in Cincinnati."

  "I didn't," replied Jimmy.

  Jones gave a long and expressive whistle.

  "I see," he said. "Your conscience has troubled you, eh? You are goingback on your bargain."

  "I made no bargain with you," said Jimmy angrily.

  "You didn't? I suppose you didn't write me to meet you in Cincinnati?And I suppose that while there you didn't accept an offer of $500 topull Gabriel in the Derby?"

  "I did not."

  Jones took a step forward and laid an angry hand on Jimmy's shoulder.

  "Don't you lie to me, you little shrimp," he snarled. "You have made thebargain, and you'll live up to it or I'll know the reason why."

  Jimmy jerked away angrily.

  "I don't know what you are talking about," he exclaimed. "I made nobargain with you. I never saw you but once before. Now you had betterget out of this stable or I shall call Mr. Willing and tell him all Iknow about you."

  Jones tried to temporize. He could not disbelieve the evidence of hisown eyes, and he naturally concluded that Jimmy was feigning ignorancefor a purpose.

  "I see," he exclaimed. "You are a shrewd little chap. Holding out formore money, eh? Well, I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll make it $750.What do you say to that, eh? See that Gabriel loses the race and I'llgive you $750. Come, what do you say?"

  Jimmy hesitated.

  "That's a whole lot of money," persisted Jones.

  Jimmy brought his hands together suddenly.

  "Not for a million!" he declared stoutly.

  Again Jones became angry and, stretching forth a strong hand suddenly,took Jimmy by the shoulder and shook him.

  "You little whipper-snapper!" he said. "What do you mean by triflingwith me like that? I'll show you."

  He drew back a huge fist, and in another second would have sent itcrashing into Jimmy's face.

  But, at that, Shirley sprang from the stall. Her eyes flashed, and angercrimsoned her cheeks. In her hand she carried a short whip she hadpicked up in the stall.

  She rushed upon Jones.

  "You great big coward!" said Shirley.

  Jones, startled, turned just in time to catch the whip across his face.Shirley swung it with all her strength. Jones clapped his hands to hisface and uttered a moan of pain.

  Then he turned slowly and, as he removed his hand, a huge welt showedwhere the whip had found its mark.

  "You shall answer for that blow," he said through his teeth. "You andyour father both. I'll break him, if it takes every cent I have."

  Shirley eyed him scornfully.

  "Leave here at once," she commanded, "or I shall tell my father and hewill have the niggers drive you off the place."

  Jones took a sudden step toward her. Shirley leaped back and againraised the whip.

  "One step nearer," she said quietly, "and I'll use the whip again."

  She drew herself up, and, extending a hand toward the door, cried:

  "Go!"

  With an evil smile on his lips, Jones bowed to her scornfully, andbacked through the door. Then Shirley dropped the whip, and walked overto Jimmy, who was sitting upon the floor, his face in his hands.

  "Never mind, Jimmy," she said. "It was a great temptation and you arenoble to refuse it."

  Jimmy raised his head.

  "Then it was you whom Jones saw in Cincinnati?" he asked.

  Shirley nodded.

  "I knew it," replied Jimmy. "When h
e was so persistent, I knew that hewas not lying. Now I understand. Then you must have overheard our firstconversation?"

  "Yes, I did."

  "And why didn't you tell your father?"

  "Because," said Shirley slowly, "I knew that I could save you fromyourself. I was sure that you would not fail me, no matter how great thetemptation; but I knew father would not believe that, if he once learnedyou had even considered the offer."

  "Miss Shirley," said Jimmy brokenly, "I can never thank you enough.Never will I be tempted again. Never!"

  "I am sure of it," replied Shirley, "and for that reason I shall saynothing about it to Dad."

  "You will find in the future that I am to be trusted," said Jimmysimply.

  "I am sure of it, Jimmy," Shirley answered quietly.

  She held out her hand to him.