Edgar Wallace

Name: Grey Timothy — Chapter 16
Author: Edgar Wallace

Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

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“Grey Timothy — Chapter 16”, published in 1913, is a work by Edgar Wallace. It explores elements such as Grey Timothy, Brian and Callander.

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ Brian’s face flushed red and white and he took a half-step toward him.
“What do you mean?” he half whispered.
“Oh, everybody knows you’re keen on old Callander’s daughter,” sneered Pinlow.
Again all the self-control of the other was called into play. He thrust his hands deep into his pockets as though to keep them safe.
“When we are not on a race-course,” he said quietly, “I will make you sorry for this—you blackguard!”
Then he turned sharply away and walked to where Grey Timothy was being saddled.
“What is the matter?” asked Colter in alarm. ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ Laughingly Brian explained the business of betting. It was a game where people trusted one another, the one profession where a man’s word was his bond, where there were no written agreements or contracts.
Mr Callander was more mystified than ever. Throughout the lunch—Mr Colter joined them—he maintained a thoughtful silence. Towards the end of the meal he turned to the trainer, who sat by his side. ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ Conspicuous because of his colour, Grey Timothy was easy to distinguish. He was drawn on the extreme outside, a very unfavourable position.
“Perhaps it is the draw,” suggested Brian.
Colter shook his head.
“They have made Cigaretto favourite, and he is only two from the outside,” he said.
Brian met the girl’s troubled eyes and laughed.
“It is only a market scare,” he assured her. Oblivious to the minor battle which was being fought out in the ring, Mr Callander, who had put aside his attitude of frigid reserve, was plying the trainer with questions. ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ He saw the white face of the other and knew that something had happened.
“Oh, nothing,” said Brian, almost roughly. “Have you saddled ’em?”
“I have saddled them,” said Mr Colter slowly; “but Greenpol is—I hate to take away his character—a perfect little devil this morning. He has kicked one box to pieces, and I dare not let him out in this confounded paddock where there is no ring for the horses to be exercised.”
The saddling bell rang, and the diminutive jockey, who was to ride Grey Timothy, came along, buttoned to the neck in his overcoat. Brian took him aside. ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ Brian, with a little curl of his lip, which was half smile, half contempt, would have stepped to one side but Pinlow stopped him.
“Can you give me a minute, Pallard?” he asked coolly.
“I can give you two,” said the young man, looking him straight in the eye.
“Come this way; we shan’t be overheard,” said the other, and led the way to an unfrequented corner of the paddock.
“Now look here, Pallard,” he said with an assumption of heartiness, “I want you to forget all that is past; you’re a sportsman and we are both men of the world.”
He waited for some response, but Brian was silent. ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ In a flash the rest of the field had passed, leaving only a quivering heap on the ground, and a little way from it a motionless figure in the black and white stripes. A roar of excitement rose from the crowded stands. ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ Brian and Colter watched the field making its way to the post from the end of the paddock near the members’ enclosure.
“I can’t make out what has come over Greenpol,” said Colter, shaking his head in perplexity; “he’s the nicest little gentleman in the world ordinarily.” ”

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Edgar Wallace, Grey Timothy — Chapter 16 (1913)

“ I think that it is the ruin of—er—the race—the human race, of course,” he added, lest he should be suspected of harbouring protective designs upon a race of less noble quality. “Nevertheless,” he went on, “I feel that on this occasion—a very rare and remarkable occasion—and since it is your horse——”
“Quite,” said the understanding Brian. “How much shall I put on for you?”
“Would fifty pounds be too much?” asked Mr Callander dubiously.
“I dare say the ring will bear up,” said Brian, and was moving off to the rails that separated Tattersall’s from the members’ enclosure. ”

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