They were blind—deliberately so, Silver sometimes thought.
The young man became at length so disturbed that he ventured to suggest to the trainer that all was not well.
The old man listened, his head a-cock, and his blue eyes sheathed.
"I dessay," was all he said. "Men is men accordin' to my experience of 'em." He added: "And monkies monkies. Same as the Psalmist said in his knowin' little way."
Beaten back here, the young man, dogged as always, approached Boy in the matter.
He was countered with an ice-cold monosyllable.
"Indeed," was all she said.
The young man persisted in spite of his stutter.
She flashed round on him.
"So you think Monkey's selling us?" she said.