Bill Evans, who happened to look
in that evening, said that he would not be surprised to see all the four
favourites bowled out by an outsider. He had heard something that was good
enough for him. He didn't suppose the guv'nor would take him on the nod,
but he had a nice watch which ought to be good for three ten.
"Turn it up, old mate," said William.
"All right, guv'nor, I never presses my goods on them that don't want 'em.
If there's any other gentleman who would like to look at this 'ere
timepiece, or a pair of sleeve links, they're in for fifteen shillings.
Here's the ticket. I'm a bit short of money, and have a fancy for a
certain outsider. I'd like to have my bit on, and I'll dispose of the
ticket for--what do you say to a thin 'un, Mr. Ketley?"
"Did you 'ear me speak just now?" William answered angrily, "or shall I
have to get over the counter?"
"I suppose, Mrs. Latch, you have seen a great deal of racing?" said
Ginger.
"No, sir. I've heard a great deal about racing, but I never saw a race
run."
"How's that, shouldn't you care?"
"You see, my husband has his betting to attend to, and there's the house
to look after."
"I never thought of it before," said William. "You've never seen a race
run, no more you haven't. Would you care to come and see the Derby run
next week, Esther?"
"I think I should.
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