"I say, Tony, Chimpanzee has shunted to three's—only a fraction's difference now between him and Moonbeam," he was murmuring.
"Tell me more about Houston," said Dorothy to Lonsdale. "I don't think I can bear to watch the race."
"Cheer-oh, Doodles! You can't feel more queasy than I do. And I've told you all I know about Houston."
"But why should he call his horse Chimpanzee?"
There was a roar from the crowd.
"They're off!"
They were off on that royal mile of Newmarket.
"Flitten was told to ride him out from the start. Damn him, why doesn't he do so?" said Tony.
"He is, old boy. He's all right. Don't get nervy," said Tufton.
"Which is Chimpanzee?"