“Tell me,” he said, “I’ve never heard yet, did I win the Mile?”
“Dead heat,” said I.
“What time?”
“Four four and a half.”
“A record, isn’t it? It was worth the grind.”
I had my doubts, but knew better than to say so.
“Tell me,” he said, “I’ve never heard yet, did I win the Mile?”
“Dead heat,” said I.
“What time?”
“Four four and a half.”
“A record, isn’t it? It was worth the grind.”
I had my doubts, but knew better than to say so.