And eyes still blazing with anger and joy and excitement, he told the girl at his side the bargain they had made, right in this room.
For a moment she was silent, with staring eyes; then she cried out:
"Dad—Dad—he wrote the letter that night—after Drake was made champion. I know—I saw him doing it. He tried to hide it.... I know!"
On the train that very night, in the stateroom, Ferris spoke to his boss.
"I know a man, sir, who owns a dog I believe will win next year."
In the deep-set eyes came a twinkle that lit them up like tiny electrics.
"Has the man a broken leg and a daughter?"
"No, sir."
"Then buy the dog, Ferris."