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that form. As I was saddling Ennui, and giving 

 Flatman orders to come right through with her, he 

 said to me, " Give what orders you may, you are 

 sure to be beaten, as I am told you are going 

 to meet a great horse." Lord George, however, 

 was not in a mood to be daunted, as he knew 

 there was not much between Ennui and Prin- 

 cess Alice, by the latter of whom he had won 

 largely. So freely did his Lordship back his filly, 

 that, despite the great reputation of John Scott on 

 a Yorkshire race-course, and the confidence gene- 

 rally reposed in his judgment, the odds were never 

 more than 6 to 5 on Tom TuUoch. When the 

 signal was given, Flatman made running as hard 

 as his filly could lay legs to ground, and, to the 

 dismay of John Scott and his powerful stable, 

 Tom Tulloch showed the white feather before the 

 distance was reached, and Ennui won in a canter 

 by four lengths. I then ventured to remind his 

 Lordship that making a match against Tom 

 Tulloch was more profitable than buying him, 

 with which he heartily concurred. Another race 

 which brought grist to his Lordship's mill earlier 

 in that same year was the Great Ascot Produce 

 Stakes of 100 sovereigns each, with 200 sovereigns 

 added, for three -year -olds, which was won by 

 Cowl, who beat Mr Wreford's Winchelsea, a great 

 Danebury " pot." The betting was very heavy, 

 but in the end weight of money told, and the 

 odds on Cowl were 3 to 1, which he landed in 



