Chapter 64

“But, my blessed lady,” I cried, “you’ve heard of the man! _E. D. Geoffray._” Adèle caught her breath. “Try and find the others an’ . . .” I left her frantically peering and almost ran to the ring. I got two hundred pounds to ten pounds—and got it twice. Four hundred pounds to twenty against Edge of Fray. I could have got it ten times, if I had had the notes. As I was counting my silver to make up another pound, the race was begun. Trying to look unconcerned, I hurried across the lawn. ‘Blue and white check, blue c…