Cinder Path Tales

68 HOW KITTY matter forme, some ofmy best friends whom I had handled on big college teams were anxious for them to win, had considered the matter well-nighsettled when they had pre­ vailed onme to take them on, and I had been very strict and painstaking in my handling of them. I was naturally provoked that Black should openlydisobey instructions, and I sat back inmy chair to watch developments. I do not rememberwhat Black said, but he made an efforto be agreeable which wasnot particularly successful. There was some­ thing abouthis manner indicating condescen­ sion, whichwas not at all pleasing toKitty's democratic spirit. She very promptly took him to task for being out after hours, and with a verydifferent tone from that used when reproving JackHarris. " I don't mean to be dictated toby any old played-out martinet of a trainer," said he gruffly. " It is all well enough for those who have nosure thing. I saw Harris going to his room fifteen minutes ago, but I'll sleep when I like, and beat himthen." At this veryfoolish and boasting remark, involving alsoa reflection on Jack's prowess, I could see Kitty's eyes flash,and her cheeks redden, andthen there cameover her facea very peculiar expression of determination I could not at all understand. She changed