“I don’t suppose——” he began, then stopped and gazed still more fixedly at Hollingsworth.
“What are you doing here in town?” he suddenly asked. “You ought to be out with your men, chasing them over the country. I don’t understand it.”
“I had some business to look after,” grinned the trainer. “Drink up, sir. Here’s success to you, and may you take pleasure displaying the Ashley Trophy when you have won it.”
They drank; but Huntley now knew his companion had been up to something, and his curiosity was great.
“What did you do here in town?” he repeated.
“I made one hundred and ninety-five dollars,” was the answer.
“Did you?”
“Yes.”
“In what manner?”
“To begin with, I made a hundred dollars off you.”