The street was crowded until midnight, when the bulk of the people wended their way homewards.
Jerry Makeshift and Tom Roslyn walked down Collins Street together, discussing the chances of the probable runners in the Cup.
"What have you sent on as your final?" asked Jerry.
"Barellan and Roland," answered Tom.
"Why Barellan?"
"I rather fancy him. I saw him this morning. Hadwin told me the horse was all right again, and that the lameness disappeared as suddenly as it came."
"Still it can't have improved his chance for the Cup," said Jerry. "I wonder how Leigh induced him to run the horse. He says he hasn't laid him anything out of the sweep."
"I'm glad of it. There's too much fleecing goes on. When a man is lucky enough to draw a horse it's hard lines he should be robbed out of a lot of it."
"It's been the practice for so long, owners appear to regard it as a right," said Jerry.
"It's just as well they should find out it is not," replied Tom.