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the 'xaminers, wid their book in their hands till 

 the last minit, and thim sort of chaps, says he, 

 always gets stuck, for their 'rithmetic gets jammed 

 in their Latin, and when they open their gobs to 

 spake their g'ography comes out when it's Greek 

 they ought to be answerin'. But you take the 

 boys that aise off before the 'xamination day, 

 says he, and they git through becase they're the 

 wise ones. Well, it's just the same wid a horse, 

 sorr; addle his legs wid over-thrainin' and you 

 do for him." 



" He's a good starter, he's a good goer, and 

 he's got a jockey that knows him," said French, 

 as he watched the horses approaching. "And 

 the jockey's a lot." 



"A lot, sorr! It's everything, be the powers! 

 Same as a wife to a man ; and what is a wife, sorr, 

 to a man, if she's a decent wife, but a jockey 

 that brings him first past the winnin'-post if he's 

 got the go in him? " 



Mr French assented to this sage pronouncement 

 of Moriarty's and returned to the house in high 

 good spirits. He had just reached the verandah 

 when the sight of something coming up the path 

 made him catch his breath. 



This something was a telegraph boy. 



" French? " said the boy, presenting an en- 

 velope. Mr French tore it open. 



" Giveen loose, clean got away, motoring down. 

 — Dashwood," 



