"You dare not. There would be a terrible outcry against you."
"What do I care? He's my horse; I can do as I like with him."
"If you scratch him you'll throw the Cup away."
"You're confident. What makes you so sanguine?"
"I know what he can do, and after Flash's running in the Caulfield Cup it is a good thing," returned the trainer.
"Don't say anything about the lameness being slight," said Bellshaw. "You're sure to have someone rooting round for information."
"Very well," said Hadwin, who intended doing as he thought fit.
At night Bellshaw went to the Show and saw Glen Leigh ride The Savage. He admired his skill; he could not help it.
After the performance he went round to see Glen Leigh and had a cool reception.
"I've come about the Sweep," he said. "You've drawn my horse."