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her blue eyes as she, too, waited for news which meant 

 to her happiness or miser3\ 



'They're off! No! False start ! ' That was the cry 

 which recalled Ashdown to himself. ' It's Figtree playing 

 the fool,' Cranleigh continued, ' and Hermitage won't 

 join his horses. Can't he kick ! He's old enough to 



That little Chesnut Brute goes well 



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know better than that. They ought to go now — yes — 

 they're off!' The flag had indeed fallen and the 

 eventful race begun. 



There was no doubt about the pace, the friends were 

 delighted to see ; for though Eoquelaure could have come 

 on in front, it was just as well that running should be 

 made for him. Old Hermitage, who went one pace for 



