“I remember how pleased Dad was when he found Jimmy loved horses, and that horses loved him. He has carried our colors to victory more than once. And now to think that he would even consider selling Dad out. What shall we do?”
“I would tell your father immediately,” said Mabel.
“It would seem best, wouldn’t it?” said Shirley. “But he is so fond of Jimmy that I hate to do it.”
She was silent for some moments.
“My gracious!” she exclaimed at length. “I have it.”
“Have what?”
“A plan.”
“What is it?”
“Well, I haven’t had time to work it out yet, but when I do, I shall tell you. Now I want you to promise you will say nothing of what we have overheard to any one.”
“I promise, of course,” said Mabel, “but I wonder if I should.”