“Them that has money can buy health as well as everything else. We’d all get well if we could get out there.”
William told him how much he stood to win.
“That’ll keep you going long enough to set you straight. You say the mare’s backed at ten to one—two hundred to twenty. I wonder if I could get the money. I might sell up the ‘ouse.”
But before he had time to realise the necessary money the mare was driven back to eighteen to one, and he said—
“She won’t win. I might as well leave the wife in the ‘ouse. There’s no luck for them that comes ‘ere.”
On the day of the race Esther walked through the streets like one daft, stupidly interested in the passers-by and the disputes that arose between the drivers of cabs and omnibuses. Now and then her thoughts collected, and it seemed to her impo
