"Just then here comes Orphy rollin' through the gates.
"'You hustle in an' git Alf Dingle!' says the old Jasper to him. 'An' when you git back, you stay here where you're needed!'
"The crowd has moved 'round back of the stalls to watch Harry Evans work on his machine. I stands with 'em fur a while, but Peewee has left. All of a sudden I see him poke his head 'round the end of the new stalls 'n' give me the high sign.
"'What you standin' out in the rain fur?' he says, when I gets near him.
"'What else can I do?' I says.
"'Come on 'n' I'll show you,' says Peewee.
"He leads me round in front of the stalls. In two of 'em is the hosses all bedded down nice. Butsy is settin' in the stall with his stud. He makes a puddle wherever he sets.
"'How did you get 'em open?' I says.
"'They ain't locked,' says Peewee. 'None of 'em are. The padlocks is closed, but not locked.'
"No,' I says.