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Updated: June 17, 2025
And I sat there for a silent moment or two on Paddy, to make that resentment quite obvious to him. "What's your name?" I asked, the same as I'd ask the name of any new help that arrived at Alabama Ranch. "Peter Ketley," he said, for once both direct and sober-eyed. "All right, Peter," I said, as condescendingly as I was able. "Just follow along, and I'll show you where the bunk-house is."
"What, not Wheatear, and with all that American corn in my 'ead? Is it likely I'd've missed it?" No one answered, and Ketley drank his whisky in the midst of a most thoughtful silence. At last one of the group said, and he seemed to express the general mind of the company "I don't know if omens be worth a-following of, but I'm blowed if 'orses be worth backing if the omens is again them."
I think it is the 'ouse; it's gone unlucky, and I'm thinking of clearing out." "We may live in a 'ouse a long while before we find what its luck really is," said Ketley. "I've been in my old 'ouse these twenty years, and it ain't nothing like what I thought it." "You are that superstitious," said Journeyman. "If there was anything the matter with the 'ouse you'd've know'd it before now."
She wondered if he would remember her, and as the thought passed through her mind he extended his hand across the bar. "I 'ope I may have the honour of drinking a glass of wine with you, sir," said William. Ginger raised no objection, and William told Esther to go down-stairs and fetch up a bottle of champagne. Ketley, Journeyman, Stack, and the others listened eagerly.
Then she rather took the wind out of my sails by adding: "But I really came over to see if you wouldn't dine with me to-morrow at seven. Bring the children, of course. And if Mr. er Ketley can come along, it will be even more delightful."
This admission seemed a little chilling; for everyone had thought himself many steps nearer El Dorado. "But did you ever notice," said Mr. Ketley, "that there was certain days on which he bet?" "No, I never noticed that." "Are they outsiders that he backs?" asked Stack. "No, only favourites.
Ketley proposed the grill room, but William, who had had a glass more than was good for him, declared that he didn't care a damn that he could buy up the whole blooming show. The head-waiter suggested a private room; it was abruptly declined, and William took up the menu. "Bisque Soup, what's that? You ought to know, John." John shook his head. "Ris de veau!
"Most extra most extraordinary thing I ever heard in my life, so yer 'ere?" said Ketley, staring at William and trying to see him distinctly. William nodded. "How was it? We want to 'ear all about it. Do hold yer tongue, Sarah. I beg pardon, Ketley is go going to tell us about the bloody omen. Thought you'd like to he ar, old girl."
Allusion was made to a little girl coming home from school, and a piece of paper on the pavement. But Ketley could not concentrate his thoughts on the main lines of the story, and it was lost in various dissertations. But the company was none the less pleased with it, and willingly declared that bookmaking was only a game for mugs.
Reynolds inviting Cort to conduct a trial of his process at Ketley, though it does not appear that it was adopted by the firm at that time.
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