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the affair of Effie, had conceived a deep respect 

 for Miss Grimshaw's cleverness and perspicacity. 



" Well, it's this way," said she. " That man 

 Lewis is your stumbUng-block." 



" Call him my halter," said the owner of Garry- 

 owen, " for if ever a man had a bhnd horse in a 

 halter it's me and him." 



" No, I will not call him any such thing. He's 

 only a money-lender. You owe him the money. 

 Garryowen will belong to him after the end of 

 March. Well, let him have Garryowen." 



" Faith, there's no letting about it." 



'* Let him have Garryowen, I say, but not until 

 after the race." 



" Why — what do you mean? " 



" I mean this. Would it not be possible to take 

 Garryowen away from here secretly? He does not 

 belong to Mr Lewis yet. Take him away to some 

 lonely place, train him there, and run him for the 

 race. If he wins, you will make money, won't 

 you? And if he loses why, he will belong to Mr 

 Lewis." 



French rose up and paced the floor. 



" That's not a bad idea," said he. " By George, 

 it's good, if we could do it. Only, could we keep 

 it hid? " 



" Does Mr Lewis know you are running him for 

 the race? " 



" No. He doesn't know I've got him, and the 

 debt's not due till a fortnight before the event. 

 And, by Jove, if he does see my name in the 



