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induce him to get a move on. There was nothing for 

 it but to be patient and canter after them. He made 

 up none of the leeway in the first furlongs, but after 

 that things seemed brighter. I would take a pull at 

 him and then he would pull away from me and I let 

 the reins slip through my fingers as if he had beaten 

 me. I played nonsense with him, and he was tickled 

 to death. Then he caught hold of his bit and began 

 to act : he looked ahead of him and moved as if he 

 would show me what he could do. I didn't need to 

 bother him after that, for he thought he had me beaten 

 and would teach me. We had made up about fifty 

 yards and there never was a horse to move as he did 

 rising out of the dip. All those who had backed him 

 thought he was beaten anyhow, when they saw him 

 left, but in the end he came along like a steam engine, 

 passed everything in the last hundred and fifty yards 

 and won anyhow. It was one of the most extraordinary 

 races imaginable, as anyone who saw it may remember. 



The Cambridgeshire looked so much better for 

 Codoman after this that, with the pile of money heaped 

 on him that night in addition to everything which had 

 gone on before, it was a wonder that such a good price 

 as 100 to 7 was procurable on the day of the race. I 

 had thought of Berrill a few days before, but on the day 

 of the race I was not afraid of any other of the runners. 



Mr Luckman has told me a lot about the talk which 

 was supposed to have taken place in the jockeys' room 

 before and after the race, but what I have stated to 

 him in conversation I should like to repeat to every- 

 one who reads this. At no period of that afternoon 

 did I speak to anygne except Maher, who said to me 

 after the race : " I wish mine had won ; I had a promise 

 of five thousand dollars if he had." 



I answered him : " You can put mine in pounds and a 



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