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I had a salary once myself for looking after a stud of 'orses at Newmarket, only the gentleman broke up and it never went very far." "Was that Marley Bullock?" "Yes; that was Marley Bullock. He's abroad somewhere now with nothing a year paid quarterly to live on. I think he does a little at cards. He'd had a good bit of money once, but most of it was gone when he came my way."

"Ive been to Tom Owen's, and I've been to the 'Ole in the Wall, and I've been to the Waggon and 'Orses, and you can get seven to one in any of them. There's tons of money being laid against your man. It's a 'orse to a 'en in every sportin' 'ouse and boozin' ken from 'ere to Stepney."

"And as there's nothing more certain than that they'll all be out at the stables d'reckly after dinner, wantin' to see the 'orses, you an' I'd better go an' shine 'em up a bit more, Mick." They tramped out of the kitchen, while Mrs. Brown waddled to the veranda and cast further anxious glances at the bank of clouds lying westward. Norah was watching them, too.

Ee looks inside, an' the w'y ee cleared them parcels aht was a sight well, yer can see fer yerself wort it's like. The other 'orses were thet mad they kicks theirselves free. Ee goes froo the parcels cool as a cowcumber until ee routs aht the registered parcels. Ee puts them in 'is car. 'Tar, tar! ee says, wiving 'is 'and, an' orf ee goes jest abaht five minutes afore you gents comed along."

'No, I'm damned if I do! answered Liza, with some warmth. 'You might as well. P'raps 'Arry won't be there, an' you can keep me company till 'e comes. An' you can see the 'orses. Liza was really very anxious to see the brake and the horses and the people going; but she hesitated a little longer. Sally asked her once again.

And I says to myself, 'Keep an eye on her. For there was a young fellow hanging about in a manner I didn't particularly like. He was too anxious to be polite to me, he talked to me about 'orses, and I could see he knew nothing about them. He even went so far as go down to Kempton with me." "And how did it all end?"

But what do you want to know for? To remind me that I've been losing. Well, I have been losing. I hope you're satisfied." "I wasn't thinking of such a thing." "Yes, you was, there's no use saying you wasn't. It ain't my fault if the 'orses don't win; I do the best I can." She did not answer him. Then he said, "It's my 'ealth that makes me irritable, dear; you aren't angry, are you?"

He could not take his eyes off the dark past master what he said was so deliberate and discouraging such heavy, queer, smiled-out words. Jon was thinking of butterflies, when he heard him say: "I want to see Mr. Soames Forsyde take an interest in 'orses." "Old Soames! He's too dry a file!" With all his might Jon tried not to grow red, while the dark past master went on.

"I 'ates 'em, sir," he whispered to me as the Major turned his back; "I'm a maid-of-all-work to them 'orses. They gives me 'ousemaid's knee, and my back do ache something cruel." "He doesn't, though," said the Major, who had overheard this auricular confidence. We had left the stable. "Our drivers are mighty fond of their horses and proud of them too. It's quite an infatuation in its way.

I suppose, sir, he come on some pilitical information, or it might be about 'orses, but he raps his 'and upon the table sudden and calls for curaçoa. It gave me quite a turn, it did; he did it that sudden and 'ard. Now, sir, that may be manners in France, but hall I can say is, that I'm not used to it." "Reading the paper, was he?" said I. "What paper, eh?"