"Yorkshireman?"
"Yes."
"You seem a good sort. Who told you to back Tearaway?"
"Never mind that. I fancy it," said Brack.
"Somebody must have told you," persisted the man.
"Well, if you want to know and it'll do you any good, the owner told me," said Brack.
The bookmaker laughed.
"You're a cute 'un," he said. "The owner, eh? Mr. Woodridge. I suppose you're a friend of his?"
"I am."
"Good, you'll do. I hope I have to pay you the hundred; it will suit my book," laughed the bookmaker.