'Come, some of you fellows. Have you no pluck?' he said. 'He's only a three-year-old, but he'll beat the whole blooming lot.'
Dr Tom was in the bar and said quietly,—
'I'll bet you a score I name one to beat The Captain.'
'Bravo, doctor! Don't let him have it all his own way.'
'Done with you,' said Dalton. 'Name it.'
'Neptune,' said Dr Tom. 'How will that suit you?'
Abe Dalton gave a coarse laugh as he replied,—
'That will suit me very well. You've not much chance of landing that score with a little brat like young Dennis up.'
'You had better not let Jim Dennis hear you call his son a brat,' said Aaron Hyam.
'And why not? Who is Jim Dennis that I should be afraid of him?'