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Mine's only a moderate mare, you know, and I was very 

 doubtful about beating Cockchafer. I'm sure you know 

 I'd have told you just what I thought about it ! ' 



' I'm sure you would, my dear fellow ; and I'm just as 

 much obliged as if I'd won. I only hope you've had a 

 real good race,' Dane warmly replied, his youthful 

 generosity — we are so hearty when we are young, and, 

 thank goodness, some men keep young to an advanced 

 age — aroused by the apparent heartiness of the other's 

 tone ; and then, with a kindly nod, he moved off. 



' Didn't you tell him to back it ? ' Cartwright asked 

 his friend, with an inclination of the head towards the 

 retreating Dane. 



' Not me ! ' Moss replied, with a derisive chuckle. ' I 

 knew she'd go back at the finish, and I wanted to have 

 a bit more on myself. He'd have had a thousand on, 

 and a nice price I should have got ! ' 



' Yes ; only you wouldn't have had that bit more on if 

 it had not been for your win over his filly in the Maiden 

 Plate yesterday ; and he went out of his way to tell you 

 about that. He hadn't backed it at the time either, 

 and, by Jove, your monkey shortened the price about 

 his beast. You got evens, and he had to lay 7 to 4 on, I 

 know.' 



' It's rather amusing to find you setting up as a 

 moralist, or whatever you call it. He's a silly young 

 cub, and he's got to buy his experience as I've had to 

 buy mine,' Moss replied, with a contemptuous sneer. 

 ' Come and have a drink, and don't talk rot. You've 

 won a bit, and that ought to be good enough for you 

 without concerning yourself about a young fool like 

 that.' 



' All right,' Cartwright replied ; ' though, all the 



