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Updated: September 25, 2025
A dash at loo for about an hour, and half-a-dozen cuts at blind hookey, that's about my form. I know I drop more than I pick up. If I knew what I was about I should never touch a card." "Horses; eh, Tifto?" "Horses, yes. They've pretty good claret, here, eh, Silverbridge?" He could never hit off his familiarity quite right.
At Coblenz, on their way home, the Duke and his daughter were caught up by Mr. and Mrs. Finn, and the matter of the young man's losses was discussed. Phineas had heard all about it, and was loud in denunciations against Tifto, Captain Green, Gilbert Villiers, and others whose names had reached him. The money, he thought, should never have been paid.
"Why not me especially?" "Because you're not one of our lot." "You'd sooner have Tifto, I dare say." "No, I wouldn't. Tifto is not at all a pleasant companion, though he understands horses. You're going in for heavy politics, I suppose." "Not particularly heavy." "If not, why on earth does my governor take you up? You won't mind my smoking, I dare say."
Tifto endeavoured to argue the matter out; but Tregear having made the assertion on behalf of his friend would not allow himself to be enticed into further speech. Nevertheless there was a good deal said by others, during which the Major drank two glasses of whisky-and-water.
"She does not go about very much, I fancy," said someone. "I dare say not," said Tifto. "But she and I have had a day or two together, for all that." "You must have been very much favoured," said Dolly. "We've been pals ever since she has been over here," said Tifto, with an enormous lie.
Lord Silverbridge had made up his mind that he would go to no races with Tifto before the Leger. The Leger would be an affair of such moment as to demand his presence. After that should come the complete rupture between him and Tifto. Then there was a movement among the elders, and Lord Silverbridge soon found himself walking alone with Miss Boncassen.
Silverbridge was for a time in doubt whether he should answer the letters at all, and if so how he should answer them. In regard to Mr. Jawstock and the meeting at large, he regarded the application as an impertinence. But as to Tifto himself he vacillated much between pity, contempt, and absolute condemnation. Everybody had assured him that the man had certainly been guilty.
When she had told him what she would do for him to make his home happy, it had seemed to him that all other delights must fade away from him for ever. How odious were Tifto and his racehorses, how unmeaning the noise of his club, how terrible the tedium of those parliamentary benches! He could not tell his love as she had told hers!
Silverbridge brought his brother and Frank Tregear, having refused a most piteous petition on the subject from Major Tifto. With Popplecourt of course came Reginald Dobbes, who was, in truth, to manage everything, and Lord Nidderdale, whose wife had generously permitted him this recreation.
"What did he stand to win on the Derby?" "A thousand or two perhaps." "There may be something got handsome out of that," said the Captain, not venturing to allow his voice to rise above a whisper. Major Tifto looked hard at him but said nothing. "Of course you must see your way." "I don't quite understand." "Race 'orses are expensive animals, and races generally is expensive." "That's true."
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