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ams and driving their phe-aytons, it is tempting." "Tempting, Mr Roach," said the young footman in a quick whisper; "it gives me the agonies. Look at the guv'nors. Why, I met a young chap as I used to know when he was a page in buttons--he's a six-footer now. Well, he says he knowed our people ten years ago when they were regular hard up. His people used to visit 'em. And now look at 'em. They're on with some of the knowing ones, and putting money on all the good things. Always winning, they must be. Why, if you and me, Mr Roach, was to put the pot on as they do we should be rich men in five years." "Don't talk so loud, Orthur; some of the women may be up at the windows." "All right, sir. But don't you see?" "Yes, I see; it's right enough, Orthur, when you win; but I look at the risks." "Warn't much risk over that last flutter, sir. Put down five shillings a-piece and took up each of us a tenner." "Yes, Orthur, that was very nice; but it mightn't always happen so." "Why not, sir? They always win, and all we have to do is to back the same as they do--take their tips, and it's as safe as safe." "H'm! Well, they do always seem to win, Orthur," said the butler, slowly, and he indulged in a pinch of snuff as he stood on the step. "Seem, sir? They do. I believe if it warn't for the odds they'd be as poor as church mice." "But how are we to get the tips, my son?" "Keep our ears open when we're waiting table, sir, or another way." "The same as you got that last one?" "That's it, sir. Don't do them any harm, and if a gent leaves his betting-book in the breast-pocket of the coat as has to go down to be brushed, I don't see anything in it. 'Tain't robbery." "H'm!" coughed the butler, glancing behind him; "no, it isn't robbery, Orthur." "Lor'! Mr Roach, sir; it's as easy as easy," whispered the footman, eagerly. "I can't think what we've been about--I beg pardon, sir--what I've been about all these months not to have put a little money on here and there. Want o' capital mostly, sir, but with all doo respect to my superiors, sir, if you and me was to make a sort o' Co. of it, and I was to tell you all I heard and found out by accident like, and you was to do the same with me, then we could talk it over together in the pantry, and settle how much we'd put on the race." The butler frowned, shook his head, and looked dissatisfied. "I know it's asking a deal of you, Mr Roach, sir, b
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