Jack forgot all about the races for the time being, so absorbed was he in listening to the Captain.
"I'll leave all the good things they said until later on," went on Job. "I only arrived here late last night. I've got a new craft, a real tip top steamer. I've chucked over the old firm, they treated me badly. I'm skipper of the "Falcon," and a right down good steamer she is. I never expected to see you here. Knowing the Sydney Cup was run for to-day, I thought I'd come and see it. Lucky we arrived just in time. I don't know a blessed horse that is running in the race."
These remarks brought Jack's thoughts back to the business in hand. They had been talking for some time, and Joel Kenley was hunting all over the paddock for Jack. At last he spotted him and went hurriedly across.
Jack saw him coming and went to meet him.
"I have been looking for you this half hour," said the trainer. "It is almost time for saddling up, will you come and see the horses put to rights?"
Jack beckoned Captain Seagrave, and introduced him to the trainer, remarking that he was the brother of Caleb Kenley, of Lewes.
"Proud to meet you," said Job, "I know your brother, saw him when I was in England last voyage."
"We have no time to talk now," said Jack, smiling. "There is a lot to be done. Come and see the horses saddled, Captain."
"Whose horses?"
"Our's—mine and Barry's."