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[PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT. ] I A DEAD CERTAINTY, I, By NAT GOULD, lI Author of "The Gentleman Rider," "The Pace B That Kills," "Racecourse and Battlefield," W "The Dark Horse," "The Double m Event," &c., &c. I [COPYRIGHT.] I SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS. I CHAPTERS I. & II.-A young and hanasome gin, Patricia Royston, commonly called "Pat," is in charge of a friend of her mother s, Miss Helen Woo-druff. They.are staying at Bettws-y-Coed, where "Pat" makes the acquaintance of Mr. Arthur Dunbar, a Yorkshire squire of sporting proclivities, whilst salmon fishing. Dunbar resolves to improve the acquaintance. CHAPTERS III. & IV.-Pat and her companion visit Llandudno, and are followed by Dunbar. They there meet Maud Bexley and her brother Hector. Maud has had some ac- quaintance with Dunbar, and still loves him, though on his part it was only a flirtation. Maud resolves to win him at all costs, and asks her brother to help her in her task. Hector is a gambler, and Maud helps him to money. In the meantime Dunbar is summoned to return to his country house in Yorkshire on the report that his horses, especially one Whirlwind, a favourite racehorse, are "coughing." CHAPTERS V. & VI.—Dunbar finds that his favourite horse is not hopelessly ill, and the report is that he will recover for the Spring. Dunbar meets an old companion, Harry Hawfinch, who goes to stay with him at his Yorkshire house, Glen Royal. CHAPTER VII.-THE SEAMY SIDE. 1 I Sitting in the smoking-room at retty s Hotel, Svdney, was a powerful, well-built man of about fifty. He was carelessly dressed, and evidently not muen accustomed to town life. He was reading the "Herald," and his attention was fixed upon j,, sporting columns, in which the weights for the Caulfield and Melbourne Cups appeared. He glanced down the lists carefully, and summed up the chances of the various horses. This handicapper is a fool," he muttered. Fancy giving my horse even weights with Bal- main. Hang it all—Balmain ought to give The Rake at least 101b. on his form," he added with a cunning smile. "There's one satisfaction, however. I know The Rake is well in with 7st. 81b. By gad, if I hadn't run him a few times when he had no earthly chance there is no telling what weight he would have got. Good old Rake. He's done me one or two good turns." Several men were chatting in the room, and one of them glancing round saw a figure in an easy chair, half-hidden by a newspaper, which he thought familiar. That looks like Royston," he said to a com- panion. I didn't know he was up from the West." It's him sure enough," was the reply. The first speaker went across the room and said: Who'd have expected to find you here, Royston? When did you leave the backwoods?" What's that to you?" Royston was about to say, when he saw the speaker, and changing his intention said, Came here to see you, of course, Carlton. How are you?" "Fairiy well. Not had much luck lately. Hav you seen the weights?" Just looked over them. The handicapper is a fool!" growled Royston. -Not satisfied with The Rake's weight, I sup- pose?" answered Carlton. It's a confounded shame the way my horse is treated," said Royston. Fancy placing him on the same mark as your horse. Balmain." Then you think Balmain ought to give The Rake weight?" "Most decidedly." On recent form, perhaps, but you forget The Rake once gave my horse a stone and beat hi m. That was eighteen months ago; and The Rake is not the horse now he was at that time," said Royston. "He has certainly run indifferently," said Carlton, dubiously. And a handicapper ought to frame the weight on the running of the horses," said Royston. In most cases certainly he should do so," said Carlton, but- he was going on when Royston interrupted him and said angrily: "But! But! What the devil do you mean?" Don't lose your temper. You know as well as JL know, and heaps of other people know, that The Rake has not shewn his true form for a long time, not since he beat Balmain," said Carlton. Mind your own business and don't meddle with my concerns," snapped Royston. But, my dear fellow, it is my business, and it does concern me. You know perfectly well that Balmain has no earthly chance of beating The Rake at level weights. That is where the handicapper has made a mistake." Do you mean to say The Rake has not been a trier since he beat Balmain? If you do you are Never mind what I am," said Carlton. inter- rupting him. I know what you are, and there is no occasion for angry words between us. I want to hear what you have to say about the handicaps." "Then you value my opinion?" said Royston, pacified. Of course I do. There are few better judges of a handicap than yourself." Henry Royston's weak spot was touched by this remark. He knew he was a good judge of handicaps, and he liked being told so. If I tell you what I think of the handicaps will you tell me the truth about Balmain?" asked Royston. What do you mean?" said Carlton, some- what taken aback. I'll tell you what I mean after I have given you my opinion of the weights, if you will do as 1 ask," replied Royston. I do not know what you are driving at, but I will try and answer any question you may ask about my horse." I'm satisfied. Well, then, I think the Mel- bourne Cup looks a very fair thing for my horse jf-" he hesitated. "If what?" asked Carlton. That is the question I wish you to answer," said Royston. "Indeed. What is it?" I think The Rake can win if Balmain was a trier when my horse gave yours a stone and beat him." Robert Carlton stared hard at his questioner and said: Do you think Balmain tried in that race?" "I thought so at the time." "Have you changed your opinion?" Yes." "What reason have you for doing so?" "My own; I do not choose to tell you." Then I shall not answer your question," said Carlton. ■ You promised to do so." B I said I would try and answer you." Rf "A subterfuge!" said Royston. "Come, tell me the truth, it will be more profitable to both of il us. Robert Carlton hesitated for a few minutes before he answered. He was summing up the consequences of his reply. He did not wish to tell Henry Royston too much, for he knew he would get little in return. They were unscrupulous where their interests were concerned, but Carlton knew Henry Royston would go to greater lengths and take greater risk than himself." Come, out with it," said Royston. It can- not take you such a deuce of a time to make up your mind." I think Balmain would have beaten The Rake that day only he was a bit off colour," said Carlton. The horse had been off his feed for a couple of days before the race. You know what; that means." ] Henry Royston smiled grimly as he answered: ] Yes, I know what that means. It may mean. -anything or nothing. One excuse is as good as, another for a non-tryer." S Balmain tried right enough. I have told you the truth." j "For a change," said Royston. j "I don't wish to have any words with you, said Carlton, but I advise you to be careful: what you say. I can't stand too many of yourj insinuations." jj Then sit down to them," said Royston, as he|j took up his paper again. "The vulgar bear," thought Carlton, but be made no remark. He had reasons for not quar-| relling with Henry Royston. g "I'll scratch Balmain if you'll let me stand inl| with you on The Rake, saId Carlton. t Henry Royston put down the paper and re- f garded the speaker with searching eyes. | He would not make that offer if he was suro? of beating me with Balmain," thought Royston Aloud he said What are your terms?" | This was a blunt way of putting it that Robert Carlton did not relish, but he smothered hIs feelings and replied, "Terms! It is not a question of terms. I wish to arrange the affair to our mutual advan- g tage." I "Balmain cannot have much of a chance with | The Rake if you are so ready to scratch him," said Royston.. À1 He has a chance, a decided chance. You saId, as much yourself. What I mean is there can be no necessity for running one horse against the other, if we can arrange matters." fj Then you have reduced the possible winner to Balmain or The Rake?" said Royston. £ "That is what it amounts to. What do you think of it?" ? I think your decision is not very flattering to the handicapper," said Royston. gl "Hang the handicapper." With pleasure," answered Royston. "That ought to be his ultimate fate." < "Will you lay me two thousand to nothing; about The Rake if I scratch Balmain?" ifj "No; I'll lay you half the amount," said Royston. fS Remember my horse has a good chance." Jgt Then run him," said Royston. ?| I will," said Carlton emphatically, and walked  away. & He'll come back and take it before the day's out," thought Royston. || Robert Carlton did not come back, and Henry ? Royston commenced to think he had made a mis- ? take, and Balmain might be even better than he /J thought him. The day after this conversation he again mot: Robert Carlton, who said as they passed: "Have you changed your mind, Royston?" V Yos. Come in here and we'll settle it." They entered the smoke-room and sat down. '• The question is when shall Balmain be cratched," said Royston. Strike him out at once," said Carlton. Why not leave him in and work the market iccordingly," said Royston. "I don't care to do that," replied Robert Carlton. You have not always been so scrulptilous." Perhaps not. but I'm growing better as I çow older." Then you wish me to lay you two thousand about The Rake and you will scratch Balmain now," said Royston. That will suit me." Very well. I'll give you a note saying I have laid you a couple of thousand The Rake for the Melbourne Cup," said Royston. Thanks, and I will strike Balmain out at once," said Carlton. Robert Carlton felt satisfied with himself, for he had beaten Henry Royston at his own game of "spoof," and few men could do that. The fact was that Balmain, though a really good horse when well, was very much off colour, and Carlton would probably have struck him out of the Cup in any case. To get two thousand laid by Henry Royston, if The Rake won, for doing what he would probably have done under any circumstances, rather tickled his fancy. If Royston crows over me I'll tell him the truth some day," chuckled Carlton to himself. Robert Carlton struck Balmain out of the Cup, and when the announcement duly appeared in the papers he went to Royston for his acknow- ledgment, stating that he had laid him two thousand if The Rake won. Royston handed it to him and said I will keep my word because you have struck Balmain out; but you would have done that under any circumstances." Robert Carlton was surprised. Royston had taken the wind out of his sails after all. "Why should I have done so?" faltered Carlton. Because you are a fool," was the blunt reply. Balmain is 'off colour,' I know; but he might have pulled round, and in any case I would rather he did not run." Why?" Because I know he was 'pulled' when The Rake beat him," said Royston. It's not true." You can deny it as often as you like, but it is true," said Royston. Who told you?" -Never mind where I got my information. You may as well acknowledge it is correct." Robert Carlton did not do this. He was morti- fied to think he had not got the best of Henry Royston after all. Henry Royston was the father of Pat Royston, and the incidents related shew what manner of man he was. Not a desirable father for a young girl without a mother, and it was greatly in Pat's favour that she was so genuine and honest considering her surroundings in her younger days. This arrangement between the owners of Balmain and The Rake, made thousands of miles away from England, had far-reaching effects upon the fortunes of Pat Royston and Arthur Dunbar, which could not have been foreseen, or expected. The Rake ran in the Melbourne cup and lost- and ugly rumours were afloat about him. The horse finished in the ruck," but on the last day of the meeting won a race with ease, beating several horses who finished before him in the Cup. An inquiry was held by the stewards into the horse's running, and although nothing could be brought home to Henry Royston there was a grave suspicion that a big swindle had been worked-for it could be called by no other name. For some time Henry Royston had been con- templating a trip to England, and when nasty remarks were passed and severe comments made in the papers about The Rake's form, he publicly announced he would have nothing more to do with racing in the Colonies and that he would go to England, taking The Rake and the best of his other horses with him. Several sporting writers sarcastically remarked in various terms to the effect that "Mr. Royston's absence from the Australian turf will be a great blow-to the bookmakers-for his horses by their in-and-out running have filled the bags of the j pencillers with much public money. Mr. Roy- ston's career in England we shall closely watch, and fully expect he will in the course of time announce in formal terms his determination to re- turn to Australia and resume his connection with the Turf here." Although warned not to take his horses over to England to arrive in the winter, Henry Royston insisted on leaving Australia. I'll land 'em in France," he said, "and keep them nice and warm in the South until the, Spring. Then I'll slip 'em across the Channel! and give some of the boys a surprise." He made arrangements for his horses to travel1 to Marseilles on one of the M.M. line of steamers and accompanied them himself. j They were landed safely and placed under thei care of a competent trainer in the South of' France. j Leaving them there Henry Royston crossed over to London, where he arrived shortly before- Christmas. He had not written to his daughter] or Miss Woodruff telling them of his proposed1 visit, and they were unaware of his arrival in i England. I I'll give them a surprise," said Henry Roy- stone to himself. I wonder how Pat looks., Must be a fine girl by this time. We never hit! it together. Pat's much too straight-going for me, or at least she as good as told me so. Not! very dutiful of her. but there may be some truth] in It. I expect she will not be overjoyed to see. me. I'm her father, there's no disputing that] fact, and she must shew me some respect or take' the consequences." j I CHAPTER VIII.—ROYSTON'S PLAN. I "Woody, what makes you look so glum?" said Pat Royston as Miss Woodruff entered the room.! They had returned to the cottage at Bettws-y-? IC?d and Pat was glad to be back in her oldj] haunts. < Miss Woodruff looked serious, and the open letter she held in her hand was the cause of it. j It was the middle of January, and outside the hoar frost lay thick upon the trees and the air! was crisp and sharp. j "I am afraid this frosty weather does not suit; you," went on Pat. "We shall have to remove to a warmer clime." "It is not the weather," replied Miss Woodruff, "but something far more serious." "Do tell me what it is," said Pat. "I hate to be kept in suspense." "I have received a letter from your father," said Miss Woodruff. "And I hope there was a good big draft in it," replied Pat. "I have been very short of pocket money lately." You have had quite sufficient for your wants, and it would not be for your good to have more., There was no draft in the letter." "No draft?" echoed Pat. "What has hap- pened?" she asked in an alarmed tone. t "Your father is in England; he wrote me this [letter from London," said Miss Woodruff. I Pat was dumbfounded. This was the last thing ishe had expected to hear, and it was not pleasant ] news to her. G I Her father in London! What did it mean? she thought. Why had he come—and at such a time of the year? It must have been very important ] business to induce him to land in London during the winter. She suddenly remembered her father -had said when she left Australia, "Recollect, if I think it is to my interest I shall fetch you home again; and bear in mind you will have to obey me in all things." ? Had he come to take her away from Miss Wood- I ruff and the modest home she had grown to love ?80 well? pj The thought startled and alarmed her, and turning to Miss Woodruff she said quickly: !? "He has not come to take me away, has he? e  I will not go. I will never leave you, Woody." g Miss Woodruff was touched by this display of P.tls affection, and replied: j ? "He does not mention that in his letter, but he g. wishes to see us m London." I  "When are we to go?" j ? "As soon as convenient. Read his letter; it is ?written in a kinder tone than usual." ? Pat took the letter handed to her and read it ?.'twiee. When she had read it the second time her face brightened and she said: j b "Come, that is not so bad. I do not think he? 11has any intention of separating us." j 85 "I hope not," said Miss Woodruff, quietly. | I "When shall we go to London?" asked Pat. ? "I think the sooner the better. Your father will' ? be anxious to see you." j jj £ "Trat will be a new trait in his character," |said Pt. "He has always been pleased to get rid' of me. 4 ? "Since you have been away from him so longi ?(he may have changed for the better," said Miss! Woodruff. J "Let us hope so, answered Pat. g i "Do not forget he is your father," said Miss ] !i Woodruff, reprovingly. I ?3 "I am not likely to do that, was Pat's reply. fl M Miss WoodruF answered Henry Royston's let- ter, and Pat enclosed one saying, not very truth- j fully, she would be glad to see her father again. | ? It was a cold journey to Euston, and whenj they arrived there London was at its worst, a] ??thaw having set in after a fall of snow, and thej t streets were sloahy and slippery. S 3 They drove to thQ Hotel Victoria, where Henry Royston was staying, and he was there to re- |ceive them. a t "You have grown. Pat," was his comment when' ?he saw her, "and Miss Woodruff has evident,ly I, taken good care of you—more than I should have L done. & ? Pat greeted her father cordially; it was not i S fher, natura to "b atherwise, and she quickly notIced a change in him for the better. He [looked more of a gentleman, and was more par- S iticular about his dress. 1 "You had better remain here a few days," he a said, "if you are not in & hurry to return to-what is the name of the outlandish place you live m? I cannot spell it without referring to the railway guide, and as for pronouncing it, that is quite out of the question." igj "Bettws-y-Coed it the name," said Pat. "You must come down there. We can put you up at the cottage if you prefer it to the hotel." w "Thank you, not this weather," said her father, "and you will be wise to remain in town for a few weeks." B Pat was nothing loth to do this, for she longed j S to have a peep into the various phases of London S life of which she had heard so much and seen so l Little. So it was settled they should remain at the Hotel Victoria for a time, and her father ordered rooms for them accordingly. K As Fate willed it, Arthur Dunbar came up to London with his friend Harry Hawfinch; and when the owner of Glen Royal was in town he jsually stayed at the Victoria. c Pat met them in the coffee room before break- :ast, and she gave a start of pleased surprise when i :rf o_ -.¥ :¡¡:k_tf:¡' she saw Arthur Dunbar, which he did not fail to notice.. B| "This is an unexpected pleasure, Miss Royston, ■ he said. "I did not expect to find you in town so H early in the year. Allow me to introduce my friend, Mr. Harry Hawfinch." H "I ] am pleased to make your acquaintance, ■ said Harry. "I have heard of you from Arthur. You are an enthusiastic angler, I believe, and ??'hat is .?!?. passport to his favour." "Mr. Dunbar has never seen me handle a rod, so he cannot be a judge." "But you gave me some sound advice," said Arthur, "from which I took my cue." Miss Woodruff happened to be indisposed and remained in her room. Henry Royston came in while they were con- versing, and Pat introduced him. They had breakfast at the same table, and Pat noticed with pleasure that her father had much improved in his manner. After the meal Pat went upstairs to see Miss Woodruff, and the others adjourned to the smoking room. You met my daughter in Bettws-y-Coed, I think?" said Henry Royston to Arthur. "1 had that pleasure. I was salmon fishing when I first saw her," and he proceeded to explain the incident. "That is just like Pat," said Henry Royston. "I am afraid she is rather wild and untameable- but perhaps I am responsible for that." "It constitutes her greatest charm, said Ar- thur. "She is so unlike the ordinary run of girls." "This young man is evidently smitten with Pat," thought Royston. "I wonder who he is." The conversation drifted into a sporting chan- nel-as it always invariably does when people in- cline that way. It is often said that racing men can talk nothing but "horse." This may be true to a great ex- tent, but they are not the only class of men who continually converse about their favourite sport or amusement. "Then you are an owner of horses?" said Royston with increased interest. "Yes, I have several in training," replied Ar- thur. "He has one of the best stables in Yorkshire, said Harry Hawfinch, enthusiastically, "and the best trainer in England, or one of them." "I do not know about my stable being the best in Yorkshire," said Arthur, smiling, "but I thin I can lay claim to having a very clever trainer in Gilbert Honey." "One of the celebrated Yorkshire Honeys?" said Royston. "Yes, he comes from the old Middleham family," replied Arthur. "Then you are fortunate in having such a man in charge of your horses," said Royston. "Has his fame extended to Australia?" asked Arthur. "The Honeys are as well known there as in England, by repute." "Gilbert will be quite proud to hear this," said Harry. "And you must run down to Glen Royal," said Arthur, "and we will go on to Middleham and have a look at the horses." "Nothing would please me more," said Royston. "I have a few horses in training in the South of France. I brought them over from Australia. One of them, The Rake, is a pretty good one. He ought to have won the last Mel- bourne cup, but did not. He managed to win a race a couple of days after, and some very un- pleasant things were said about his running. The stewards held an inquiry, but nothing came of it; but I determined to quit the Turf there, for a time at any rate." 9 Arthur Dunbar's face clouded, and Royston noticed it. "He's one of these strait-laced owners, I reckon. I have heard a good deal about such men in England. Perhaps I have shocked him," thought ■ Royston. Rj "It must have been unpleasant for you to be placed in such a position," said Arthur. "It was deuced unpleasant, but I came out of it all right," was Royston's somewhat careless ■ rejoinder. B Arthur Dunbar did not like the tone in which Royston spoke, but he thought, "He is Pat's father, and I must propitiate him." B "Perhaps Miss Royston and her companion will K accompany you to Glen Royal if you will accept my invitation," said Arthur. "I am only a 8 bachelor, but I have an excellent housekeeper, who, I am sure, will make you all comfortable." ■ "I can vouch for that," said Harry. B "It is very kind of you," said Royston, "and I think I may safely accept the offer of your hospi- tality." When Henry Royston mentioned the matter to ■ R| Miss Woodruff and his daughter it caused some surprise, and on Miss Woodruff's part misgiving. She hardly thought it proper for Pat to go to Glen Royal, but Royston laughed at her scruples, and as for Pat she seemed to be on her father's side. B As a matter of fact Pat was anxious to see Arthur Dunbar in his home. Since he left her at Llandudno she had thought a good deal about him, and could not disguise from herself that sh liked him, and that he was an agreeable com- I! panion. 9 Miss Woodruff, however, bad a strange fore- boding that no good would come of this visit. It was not that she was afraid of Pat and Arthur Dunbar being thrown together. From what she had seen of him she judged him to be an estimable ■ young man—as young men are regarded nowa- m days. H Henry Royston was the disturbing element in Miss Woodruff's thoughts. She knew a good deal about him, and what sort of a character he bore. -Mrs. Royston's letters had plainly indicated that, E although she had taken pains to conceal un- l pleasant facts. H Miss Woodruff was inclined to think Pat's father had some ends of his own to work in accepting P Arthur Dunbar's invitation so readily. She!! R knew, however, it was better to keep such thoughts to herself, but she determined to keep H her eyes and ears open at Glen Royal. B Arthur Dunbar did not remain long in London. He arranged a date with Henry Royston when they were to come to Glen Royal and then de- 1 parted to prepare for their reception. w B Mrs. Honey was surprised to bear ladies were coming to stay at Glen Royal, but when Arthur S explained how matters stood, and that Henry Royston was the young lady's father, and Miss Woodruff an elderly companion, Mrs. Honey smiled cheerfully and confidence was restored. n ? "I want the old place to look at its best," said Arthur, "and you know how to do it better than anyone. e K "I think I do, Master Arthur, after all these years," she replied. K Mrs. Honey thought a good deal about the com- S ing visitors, especially the young lady. Sj w "I wonder if he has any idea of marrying her," thought Mrs. Honey. "He ought to be very care- Eful before he takes such a step. It would never do to have an improper young person installe ,as mistress at Glen Royal. Master Arthur has too much sense for that." H S In due time, about the middle of February, Henry Royston, his daughter, and Miss arrived at Glen Royal. gS B Pat Royston was at once charmed and im- | pressed with Arthur Dunbar's home. She had not f# seen many old country houses of such dimensions, and Glen Royal was a place anyone might be proud to call home. Miss Woodruff, too, was | agreeably surprised, and thought that it was prob- ably to Pat's advantage she had come. As for Henry Royston, he summed up the situa- tion in a manner favourable to himself. He had not anticipated Arthur Dunbar being the owner || ?of such a place as Glen Royal. It was a decided s stroke of luck Pat casually meeting him in Wales. fi I Henry Royston had an idea Arthur Dunbar would be useful to him when he started racing.? ?He wished to become connected with a good stablefl fin England, and he knew this was a difficult mat- 5ter. Here, however, was an opportunity he must? not let slip. Perhaps he could gain a footing in I Arthur Dunbar's stable; and, if so, it would be a|i great slice of luck. ? The name of Gilbert Honey ranked high j j amongst the trainers in England, and Henry Roy- j i* piston knew if he could place his horses with him, | by permission of Arthur Dunbar, it would facili- j j ? ?.tate matters for him greatly. | He did not mean to broach the subject too soon, but when a favourable opportunity occurred hej would not hesitate to speak. g ? Arthur Dunbar was desperately in love with Pat, or thought he was, and the only drawbackJ i  was Henry Royston. R  The more Arthur Dunbar saw of Pat's father? :the les3 he liked him; and Royston quickly sawq ?his host was not partial to him. There was'? nothing particularly against Henry Royston, and q?; ?Arthur would have found it difficult to state why [the disliked and distrusted him. That he did both, A however, he knew full well. N He was, however, in such a condition of mind ? in regard to Pat Royston that he would have i .tolerated a man he disliked far more than her3 ?father for her sake. g |? As for Henry Royston, he was a man not easily? r daunted, once he had made up his mind to a.? icertain line of action. He meant, if possible, to? ?get his horses into Arthur Dunbar's stable, and?' (he thought he could work it by the aid of Pat, if he went about it in the right way. t (To be continued.) B

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