Henry Fletcher, The North Shore Mystery
“ Do I care who wins—the Squatter, Alec, or Huey Gosper? Do I care?” And she paused as she asked herself the question again. “No, I don’t care a silver sixpence! What good will the money do them? It will go as it came. And if some win others lose, and all the pleasure of the one must be paid by the pains of the many. Decidedly, old Pro is right; it is a dirty business, this horse-racing, as bad for a man as a bar is for a woman, and I’m glad I’m going to leave it all. And to think of Ruby and Florrie talking of me like that! ”
