Over the Banks at Punchestown 



but slowing up. Your grey has stopped. Looks as 

 though he's going to eat grass. He's a cool customer. 

 I win my bet ? Nonsense, sure my mare's only dawdling 

 past the post. All right, if you insist . . . but everything's 

 on me when we reach the local oasis in Naas. 



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