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           "Shewasfrightenedbytheearnestnessofhismannerandranpasthimtothewindowthroughwhichshewasaccustomedtohandthemeals.Itwasalreadyopened,andHunterwasseatedatthesmalltableinside.Shehadbeguntotellhimofwhathadhappenedwhenthestrangercameupagain.

           "Good-evening,"saidhe,lookingthroughthewindow.‘Iwantedtohaveawordwithyou."Thegirlhasswornthatashespokeshenoticedthecornerofthelittlepaperpacketprotrudingfromhisclosedhand.

           "Whatbusinesshaveyouhere?"askedthelad.

           "It’sbusinessthatmayputsomethingintoyourpocket."saidtheother.‘You’vetwohorsesinfortheWessexCup—SilverBlazeandBayard.Letmehavethestraighttipandyouwon’tbealoser.IsitafactthatattheweightsBayardcouldgivetheotherahundredyardsinfivefurlongs,andthatthestablehaveputtheirmoneyonhim?’

           "So,you’reoneofthosedamnedtouts!"criedthelad.‘I’llshowyouhowweservetheminKing’sPyland."Hesprangupandrushedacrossthestabletounloosethedog.Thegirlfledawaytothehouse,butassheranshelookedbackandsawthatthestrangerwasleaningthroughthewindow.Aminutelater,however,whenHunterrushedoutwiththehoundhewasgone,andthoughheranallroundthebuildingshefailedtofindanytraceofhim."

           "Onemoment,"Iasked.