“Damn the owner! He’s de biggest sucker in de whole deal.”
“But, chappie, he’s a friend of mine.”
“Well, it’s a purty pair you are, then, that’s all I’ve got to say.”
Nick rose to his feet as if about to leave the room.
“Hold on! Are you goin’ out to bet more money on Denver Bay?”
“Aw—aw—I thought I would.”
“Well, it won’t do you no good. The money will only lay in de pool-room till after de race, and den you’ll get it back.”
“Has the horse got hurt, deah boy?”
“He’s liable to get hurt before to-morrow morning.[{42}]”
“Quite shocking!” said the dude, innocently. “The ownah ought to know it.”