You'll see him down in `The Big,' and his dame, and--" "And what's written up over the door there ?" inquires Captain Cusack, pointing up to the coat-of-arms above the great doorway.
"Oh, some Latin bosh! I don't know.

I say, we'd better look sharp, father, or they'll have started the open hurdles." "What are the open hurdles ?" mildly inquires the somewhat perplexed captain, who has been at sea so long that he is really not up to all the modern phrases.
"Why, you know, it's the sports, and there are two open events, the hurdles and the mile, and we've got Rawson, of the London Athletic, down against us in both; but I rather back Wyndham.

He made stunning time in the March gallops, and he's in prime form now." "Is Wyndham a Willoughby boy ?" "Rather.

He's our cock, you know, and this will be his last show-up.
Hullo! you fellows," he cries, as two other small boys approach at a trot; "what's on?
Have the hurdles started?
By the way, this is my father, you know; he came down." The two small boys, who are arrayed in ducks and running-shoes, shake hands rather sheepishly with the imposing visitor and look shyly up and down.
"And are you running in any of the races, my men ?" says Captain Cusack, kindly.
He couldn't have hit on a happier topic.

The two are at their ease at once.
"Yes, sir, the junior hundred yards.