"It's a pity, for I thought he'd win sure, and I have bet more money on him than I care to lose."
Impelled by an irresistible motive, and filled with a dare-devil spirit, which he could not keep down at times, Harkaway touched the trainer on the shoulder.
"Do you want some one to ride your horse?" he demanded.
"Yes, sir."
"I'll do it."
The trainer eyed him curiously, and the result of his inspection appeared to be satisfactory.
"How much do you want for it?" he inquired.
"Nothing at all. I am a gentleman, and will do it just for the fun of the thing."
"Beg pardon, sir," replied the trainer touching his hat respectfully.
"Get the colors, bring them into the stable, and I'll soon be in the saddle."