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catch his death from this cold north-east 

 wind and sleet, we shall do very well.' Of 

 course the odds became heavy against the 

 horse, from the report of this second herald ; 

 and his lordship pocketed a large sum by 

 his horse, who won his race with ease. 

 Still later, indeed (the parties being now 

 alive the one, no other than Mr. Wilson, 

 the oldest member of the Jockey Club; 

 and the other, a noble duke, but then a 

 noble viscount), a very fair advantage was 

 taken of a report circulated by the means 

 of one of these watchers, vulgarly called 

 1 touters.' Mr. Wilson was about to try a 

 two-year colt, and had entered his trial for 

 the morrow. * We must not try to-morrow, 

 sir,' said his trainer. 'Why not?' inquired 

 Mr. Wilson. ' We shall be watched, sir/ 

 replied the trainer ; ' and the old horse's 

 (i.e. the trial horse) white fore-leg will be 

 sure to let out the cat.' * Leave that to 

 me,' said Mr. Wilson; 'I shall be at the 

 stable before you get out with the horses.' 

 And, coming prepared with the materials 

 for the purpose, he painted the white fore- 

 leg of the old horse black, and the fellow 

 one of the colt white ; and so they went to 



