As they neared the Grand Stand a terrific shout told me—for I was so hemmed in I could not see the race—that Jasper was winning in a canter.
Lucky shilling!
My seven hundred pounds was paid immediately after the jockey weighed in, and I increased my winnings to a thousand before the last race was run on Friday. With this piece of good luck my difficulties were happily at an end. When the bill was presented it was duly honoured, but to his credit it must be stated that Drummond never rested until he got a relation to refund me the money. It need scarcely be put on record here that the brother of the famous jockey had occasion to rejoice at the success of Jasper.
A trial at the Old Bailey in the following November showed the public that Mr. and Mrs. Selby were nothing but a couple of swindlers who went about preying on unsuspecting men like my unfortunate friend, Drummond.
The Silver Gauntlet.
A STORY OF THE TURF.
In Four Chapters.