There's the Brummagem Cup next week, you know, and we shall want to know the latest scratches on the night before.

It'll be worth a fiver to you if you work it well, Durfy.

Fill up your glass." Mr Durfy obeyed, glad enough to turn the conversation from the miscarriage of his last attempt to filch his employers' telegrams for the benefit of his betting friends' and his own pocket.
"By the way," said Mr Shanklin, presently, "Moses and I have got a little Company on hand just now, Durfy.

What do you think of that ?" "A company ?" said Mr Durfy; "I'll wager it's not a limited one, if you're at the bottom of it! What's your little game now ?" "It's a little idea of Alf's," said Mr Medlock, whose Christian name was Moses, "and it ought to come off too.

This is something the way of it.