SIXTY YEARS ON THE TURF 



billiard-room. The conversation over the game was 

 rather of the smoke-room order. Once or twice I 

 thought I heard a stir, and at last said, " Carew, 

 there's some one in the room ! " I went to one 

 embrasure, pulled aside the curtain, but "drew 

 blank." But Mr. Carew, in another, had unearthed 

 the " quarry " — his wife and her friend ! Gain and 

 I beat a precipitate retreat to allow the ladies to 

 retire. But we did not forget, on return, to chaff 

 the husbands on the prospect of a curtain lecture 

 lasting till the morning. They certainly had been 

 very frank in their admissions, and in relating those 

 kind of reminiscences that warmed the blood of 

 Ealstaff in his old age. 



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