"
"We can do a bit together if you'll dress yourself decently. Barrett
says there's a new hunter coming out. It could win the Cesarewitch with
8st. 4lb., but they mean keeping his hunter's certificate. Put a bit
on."
"Wait till we see."
"Lord! If I could get the mater to part--only a pony--I'd buy a satchel
and start bookmaking in the half-crown ring myself. It's Tom Tiddler's
ground if you've got a nut on you."
"Queer work for a 'Varsity man?"
"Deed sight better than bear-leading, or going usher in a school. Fun!
Change! Fly about! What more do you want?"
"Do you like to hear the ring curse? Dick and Alf often make me
goose-skinned."
"What matter, so you cop the ready?"
"Do you read now?"
"Not such a Juggins. I think my Oxford time was all wasted. Of course, I
liked to hear Jowett palaver, and it was quiet and nice enough; but give
me life. Bet all day; dinner at the Rainbow, Pav., or Trocadero, and
Globe to finish up. That's life!"
If anyone had chances this youth had them, and now his ambition is to
bet half-crowns with the riddlings of Creation.
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