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Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain The Memoirs Of Constantine Dix… (1905)

I hesitated. "A sovereign is rather more than I intended," I said.
"I thought it would be," said my friend contemptuously.
"All right, then," I said, very much as if I were losing my temper. I fumbled in my pocket, and slapped my sovereign down on the table. "There you are," I said. "If you can show as much, it's a bet."
He pulled a loose handful of gold out of his trouser pocket. "That do for you?" he said. He snatched up his hat and the satchel containing his notes. "Now then," he said, "you can take your time by the clock over there."
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Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain The Memoirs Of Constantine Dix… (1905)

I'm a man of my word. It would take a blankly lot more than a sovereign to break me. Make it a fiver if you like. Can't we get this blankly funeral to go a bit quicker? The show will be done before we get there."
"The roads are pretty slippery," I said, "and it's too dark to drive fast anyhow. Look here, suppose we have a bet as to which of us is the first to see a horse down. You look out of one window and I'll look out of the other."
"Give me choice of windows?" he asked cunningly.
"Certainly," I said, with apparent simplicity.
"Right," said Orram.
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Portrait of Barry Pain Barry Pain The Memoirs Of Constantine Dix… (1905)

I tore out the page which contained the numbers of the notes, shut the pocket-book again, and put it back in the same place. I was seated at my own end of the box, watching the clock intently, when he entered—triumphant of course, and with an evening paper in his hand.
"Well, you surprise me," I said. "I could have sworn there was no boy there when I came in. However, it can't be helped. A bet's a bet. Perhaps I'll make another one with you before we've finished."
"I've no objection," said the big man, as he pocketed my sovereign, "supposing that it's anything I care to bet on.
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