The Bible Class at Putnam's was a standing joke along the South Downs from Arunvale to Beachy Head.
Albert swaggered.
"I'm not takin' it this morning," he said. "I'm givin 'em a serees of addresses on the 'Igher Life when the jumpin' season's over."
The little ostler looked at his watch.
"You'd better step it," he said, "you and your Hired Life. It's past eleben and the bells have stopped. If you ain't there before her, you'll get the stick, you will."
Albert moved slowly up the gangway behind the loose-boxes, unheeding the other's taunts.
"I reck'n they've took a couple o' million off of him since Christmas," he said, returning to the subject which he could not leave. "And I got to get it back for him."
"Indeed?" said Cherry ironically. "'Ow? Tellin' lies and gettin' paid for 'em?"
Albert opened the door of a loose-box and pointed dramatically.
Cherry stared at the brown horse within.