58 A Good Day 



North ' that I couldn't identify. I told you why I didn't 

 back Newstead's ; and then I didn't know why you called 

 a horse belonging to a Hungarian baron ' Joe's,' " I ex- 

 plained. 



' " Eacing men often speak of a horse as if he belonged 

 to his trainer," Newstead remarked for my edification, 

 '* and it never occurred to Wennington, I suppose, that 

 you did not know Joseph Cannon trained for Max de 

 Tuyll. Did he tell you ' the thing from the North ' ? No, 

 of course you couldn't have known what he meant, though 

 the phrase has no doubt been used hundreds of times 

 to-day in speaking of Vyner's horse. It was bad luck, 

 but you've made up for it ! " 



' By this time the horses were put to, Rowsley had 

 picked up the reins, and the others were climbing to their 

 places. 



' " Well, so the result of your not understanding is that 

 you've won 3,000L ! I'm deuced glad of it, old boy," 

 Wennington said, slapping me on the back. " That's 

 what I call a good day ! " ' 



