"You won, but Random ought to have beaten Lucky Boy easily. How did
Random gallop?"
"Very well indeed, I think he is a good horse; he had the foot of Lucky
Boy most of the way."
"In that case," thought Joel, "Black Boy must be pretty good. I think we
are likely to have a bit of fun in the Sydney Cup, a surprise for some
of the clever division."
Abe Moss did not take Jack's advice, but backed Random, and when the
lucky winner said to him--
"I hope you took my advice, Moss," he replied, angrily--
"Much it was worth, Random ought to have romped home."
"From which I presume you backed him," said Jack. "If such is the case I
am glad of it. I always like to see such men as you lose their money."
"What have you against me?" asked Moss angrily.
"Nothing at present," coolly replied Jack, as he walked away.
"He's one too many for you, Abe," said the man standing next to him.