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tackle. I knew they could stay. He lent me the 

 mare unconditionally. Subsequently, however, to 

 my very considerable annoyance, as upsetting all my 

 plans, he said he would like to see the trial, and 

 rather than not have the mare, I consented. I 

 adopted, however, altered tactics ; for in order to be 

 sure of Twilight's form, in case she beat the other two, 

 I put Bevis in a stone lighter than otherwise I should 

 have done. We tried a mile and three-quarters, the 

 course Sutherland had run at Doncaster so well just 

 before, and they finished in the following order : 



Bevis, 4 yrs., 5 st. 5 lb. . . .1 



Schism, 4 yrs., 8 st. . . . . .2 



Twilight, 4 yrs., 8 st. 7 lb. . . .3 



Sutherland, 3 yrs., 6 st. . . .4 



Won by ten lengths, half a length, and a neck. At 

 this result I thought Mr. Copperthwaite would have 

 gone frantic with excitement. He jumped, he shouted 

 in his Irish brogue some incoherent words. He raised 

 his clasped hands on high, and waved his hat in the 

 air in the same idiotic manner. Then he came quietly 

 and whispered in my ear, ' The Cesarewitch is over.' 



Throughout this time I had been utterly at a loss 

 to make out what it was that so excited him. But 

 now the truth dawned upon me, and I at once fell in 

 with his humour and my own views, and said most 

 earnestly, and in the greatest confidence : 

 ' You won't divulge it, I am sure.' 

 ' Why,' he replied, ' surely you can trust me?' 



