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was evidently great pain to tell me so, she did 

 tell me that her heart was another's.' 



' She did not tell you whose, I suppose ? ' 

 ' Well, no, not quite ; but I am quite certain 

 that poor old Keginald has not a million to 

 one chance. Why, he was not in it even 

 with me, and I was nowhere when it came to 

 racing.' 



' There you go again ; you are as bad as you 

 used to be in old days. What a rage old 

 Lady Spinna was in with you when her son 

 had had just one glass more port than was con- 

 ducive to steadiness, and began to wobble about 

 all over the place as he entered the drawing- 

 room. She cornered him, blew him up sky 

 high, and you, meaning to do your best for him, 

 told her she must run him at one or two quiet 

 little meetings till he got used to the crowd 

 and run him on a left-handed course with a 

 pricker on, and be very careful not to outclass 

 him. I shall never forget it. Her late la- 

 mented had made his money in bobbins, which 

 he found easier to handle than his h's; she 



