"What, Joses?" he said. "You're not short?"
"Things aren't too flush with me, Mr. Jaggers," muttered the fat man.
Jaggers stared out over the Downs.
"If that Putnam horse was not to start it would be worth a monkey to you," he said, cold and casual.
The other shot a swift and surreptitious glance at him.
Jaggers had on his best pulpit air.
"Don't start," mused Joses. "That's a tall order."
The trainer picked his teeth.
"A monkey's money," he said.
The fat man sniggered.