Excerpt: ... 'em a trifle, I have no doubt," he replied, "but look at the time I have been at it." They joined Fred May in the paddock, and looked at the Saint walking round. "He's the rummiest coloured beggar I ever rode or saw," said Ben. "Bar his colour, what do you think of him?" asked May. "He's an out-and-out good one, and as game as they make 'em. If it came to a match between him and the Derby winner I would back him, provided I rode him." "That's a pretty tall order," said Ulick. "It would come off, you can take my word for it," he replied. A friend came up to Ulick, and they walked away together. After some conversation as to the merits of the Saint's victory, he said- pg 131 "How are you going back to town-by train?" "Yes," replied Ulick. "I have to go on to Windsor. Drive with me to Feltham and go to Waterloo from there, unless you will come with me?" Ulick thanked him, said he would drive to Feltham, but declined to go to Windsor. After the races they took a carriage to Feltham, driving through Hanworth Park, and down the High Street. They were chatting over racing matters, when his friend exclaimed- "By Jove! there's a pretty girl-well dressed, too." Ulick looked up and gave a start of surprise. It was Janet Todd. She had not seen him, of that he felt sure. She was going down the street, and he resolved to leave his friend at the station, walk back, and meet her. It was a lucky chance that caused him to come this way back from the races. "Do you know her?" asked his friend, smiling, as he saw him start. "I fancy I do; I am almost sure of it. I think I'll walk back and meet her after I leave you," he replied. "I don't blame you, my friend," he said, pg 132 laughing. "Does she come from your part of the world?" "I am almost sure of it," replied Ulick; "at any rate, I...