The latter worthy6, with a whole troop of helpers under his command, never seemed to have a moment to spare for anything but the routine duties of his station. As for riding a second horse, or remaining out on a wet day, beyond his accustomed dinner-hour, his master would as soon have thought of bidding him dig potatoes! No: if Mr. Tiptop went out hunting at all, it was generally on a third horse in excellent condition, that wanted a couple of hours’ preparation for the day after to-morrow, when the rider, in a long-backed coat, a shaved hat, and the best boots and breeches the art of man can compass, might be seen at intervals7, during a run with the first fox, now opening a hand-gate, now creeping cautiously through a gap, and anon cantering, with a Newmarket seat, and his hands down, up some grassy8 slope, in front of soldiers, statesmen, hereditary9 legislators, and justices of the peace, as if not only the field, but the country, was his own.
Old Isaac, on the contrary, though subject to occasional “rustiness,” and imbued10 with a strong aversion to what he called being “put upon,” was ready and willing to turn his hand to anything, if he thought such versatility11 would really conduce to Mr. Sawyer’s advantage. With the assistance of The Boy—who, indeed, since his arrival at Harborough, had been constantly inebriated—the old man looked after the three hunters, the hack13, and his master, with considerable satisfaction. He had even spare time on his hands, now that he was removed from the responsibility of the pigs, the poultry14, and potatoes at The Grange.
It was in one of these moments of leisure that the bold idea of getting the better of Mr. Tiptop entered the old groom’s mind. I need not, therefore, specify15 that, under his calm demeanour, Isaac concealed16 a disposition17 of considerable enterprise and audacity18.
Now the manner in which he proposed to take advantage of the acquaintance he had lately struck up with Mr. Tiptop was as follows:—By dint19 of his own sagacity and diplomatic reticence20, he resolved that he would prevail on that gentleman to persuade his master that the redoubtable21 bay horse Marathon should be transferred to his own stables; and, to explain Isaac’s anxiety for this consummation, I must be permitted to describe the appearance and general capabilities22 of that peculiar23 animal.
Marathon, then, was a long bay horse, about fifteen-two, with short legs, a round barrel, well ribbed up, and an enormous swish-tail, of which he made considerable use. He was one of those doubtfully-shaped animals which are condemned24 alike by the eye of the totally inexperienced and the consummate25 judges of horseflesh, but which are much coveted26 by that large class of purchasers with whom “a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.”
And here I must remark how correct is usually our first impression of a horse; and how seldom ladies—who judge of these, as of all other articles, at a glance—are mistaken in their opinion of the noble animal, if indeed they condescend27 to turn their attention to his “make-and-shape.”
The worst point about Marathon was his head, which was coarse, and denoted a sulky temper; but he carried a beautiful coat; could stride away for a mile or so, on light ground, with his hind28 legs under him, in the form of a racehorse; and in short was never so graphically29 described as by Mr. Job Sloper, when he sold him for sixty guineas and a set of phaeton harness to his present owner: “If that there horse aint worth five hundred, why, he aint worth fifteen sovereigns—that’s all.”
And Mr. Sawyer has since confessed to himself, on more than one occasion, that Job Sloper was right.
Mr. Tiptop liked Isaac, because he thought him an original; and the swell30 groom, who was as epicurean in his tastes as if he had been a Peer, took the pleasure of his friend’s society over a can of egg-flip and a pipe of Cavendish daily, after evening stables; during which convivialities, the hard-headedness peculiar to the aborigines of the Old Country was of infinite service to the latter, who wormed out all the secrets of the Honourable31 Crasher’s stable, without betraying his own.
“And there is some talk of a steeple-chase amongst these nobs, is there?” said Isaac, ordering at the same time a third call of “the flip,” and knocking the ashes from his pipe with an exceedingly horny finger.
“Talk of it! indeed there is,” answered Mr. Tiptop, whose face was beginning to redden with his potations. “And a precious exhibition it will be, too. Ride! There isn’t one of ’em as don’t believe he’s down to every move in the game; and I’d take that boy of yours—though he is but a boy, and not the best of hands, neither—and teach him to outride every man of ’em in a fortnight! Such a mess as they made of it last year! Blessed if I wasn’t quite ashamed of the Honourable, to see him rollin’ about in a striped jacket, like a zebra in convulsions! What’s the use getting a horse fit, when the man’s blown in three fields? But I don’t mind telling you, now,” added he, confidentially32, and fixing his eyes on the tallow candle that stood between them—“I don’t mind telling you; for there’s money to be made of it. He’ll win it this year, if he’ll only sit still!”
“Win it, will he?” rejoined Isaac. “Well, I shouldn’t wonder, so as he comes in first. But it takes a smartish nag33, Mr. Tiptop, to win a steeple-chase. Have you tried yours to beat everything in the town?”
“Well, I think I’ve the length of most on ’em,” answered Mr. Tiptop, smiling at the candle with a most reflective expression of countenance34. “You’ve got a bay as might run up, if he was lucky. Why don’t you make your master put him in?”
“He’s as deep as a well, is my master,” answered old Isaac. “Nobody never knows what he’s up to. Bless you! I can’t help thinking as he must have bought the bay a-purpose for this here race: but I don’t know, no more than the dead; and I dursn’t ask him, neither.”
Mr. Tiptop reflected profoundly for several minutes, during which period Isaac’s countenance would have been a study for an artist who wished to represent a face totally devoid35 of thought. Then he asked—
“Have you ever tried the bay?”
“Never,” answered the senior, who piqued36 himself on his veracity37. “Master brought him back from Stockbridge, last spring, pretty nigh done; and when I asked him what he’d been up to, he bid me mind my own business. The poor critter! he’d had a benefit, sure-lie!”
This was undoubtedly38 true, Marathon having turned restive39 at a cross-road on the occasion in question, and, after a quarter of an hour’s fight, given in, completely exhausted40.
“If he can beat our mare41 a mile, at even weights, he’ll win it, as safe as safe!” observed Mr. Tiptop, now speaking very thick, and with a good deal of gravity.
“I dursn’t give him a mile,” answered Isaac, with an emphasis on the substantive42 which argued that he was open to persuasion43 for a shorter distance.
Mr. Tiptop regarded him attentively44 for several seconds, during which time he thought him first a flat, then the sharpest customer he had ever come across, and lastly an ignorant yokel45 and greenhorn once more.
“If you’ll chance it,” said he, “I’ll chance our mare. We might try them early to-morrow morning.”
Old Isaac pretended not to understand. Mr. Tiptop, with many flourishes, rose to explain.
“You go to exercise,” said he, “a little before it’s light, in the big close just outside the town. Put a fourteen-pound saddle on your nag; and don’t say nothing to nobody. I’ll be there in good time, just to give our mare a turn up the close. Nobody needn’t be a ha’porth the wiser. Once we know the rights of it exactly, we can do what we like. You’re game to the back-bone, old cock, I know! You won’t split!”
“But master’s going to hunt the bay horse to-morrow,” interposed Isaac, preserving his appearance of puzzled integrity with admirable composure.
“Never mind,” answered Mr. Tiptop: “you come all the same.” And, leering grimly at the tallow candle, Mr. Tiptop made his exit, and betook himself heavily to bed.
In the meantime, the hunting gentlemen, at their hotel, had been talking over the probabilities of getting up a steeple-chase, and the chances of the different horses and riders, whose merits they discussed with considerable freedom, and no small amount of that playful badinage46 which moderns term “chaff.”
Struggles, who rode over sixteen stone, was repeatedly entreated47 to enter, and cordially assured that he would carry all the money of the party; but Struggles, besides his enormous weight, was too good a sportsman to take pleasure in such a mongrel affair as a horse-race across a country.
“I’d sooner go to a badger-bait,” said he, “or a cockfight. I’d sooner hunt a cat in a kitchen, or a rat in a sewer48. It’s neither one thing nor the other; and I’ll have nothing to do with it!” an announcement which was received with derisive49 cheers by his companions, amongst which Struggles calmly lit a fresh cigar, and filled his tumbler once more with brandy-and-soda.
The Committee, as they called themselves, had met, according to custom, for their nightly weed. They were indulging freely in the use of narcotics50 and stimulants51, to the detriment52 of their digestions53, and the destruction of their nerves. They lived by rule, these choice spirits, and restricting themselves, as they believed, with considerable self-denial, to about a bottle-and-a-half of wine apiece at dinner, considered that such abstinence entitled them to smoke any quantity of cigars, and drink any amount of pale brandy, choice Hollands, and such alcoholic54 fluids diluted55 with soda-water, out of glasses the size of stable-buckets.
Men who spend their evenings after this fashion, are apt to be surprised that they cannot cross a country with the coolness and judgment56 of their earlier years. They wonder why they are beat by Farmer Styles, who rides a raw four-year-old, but who gets up with the sun, and has his beer with his dinner at one o’clock. They envy my Lord’s iron nerves and fresh-coloured face, notwithstanding his grizzled hair, and do not consider that the peer has gone to bed with a clear head and a good conscience every night for the last forty years. Some days they get their courage up, and go as well as ever; but these inspiriting occasions become fewer and fewer, and at last they either give up their favourite amusement altogether, or, worse still, spend a large proportion of their time and income in a pursuit from which they have long ceased to derive57 either pleasure or profit.
The Honourable Crasher, though he smoked a great deal, had neither spirits nor inclination58 to drink much; consequently, notwithstanding his languor59 and apparent debility, he had preserved the integrity of his nervous system. Mr. Sawyer too, with a vigorous constitution, unimpaired by previous excesses, was not materially affected60 by these orgies, although his mouth was very dry in the mornings. All the rest, for the first ten minutes, rode more or less in a funk.
Nevertheless, volumes of smoke curled around the Committee, and the thirst for brandy-and-soda seemed unquenched, unquenchable.
They had discussed the usual topics which enliven the dullness of a bachelor party. They had gone through the different subjects which arise in inevitable61 rotation62. From the merits of horses and the shortcomings of riders, they had proceeded to the fascinations63 of the other sex, and from that again had, of course, returned to the inexhaustible theme, the merits of horses, once more.
Major Brush, slightly excited, was the first to cross-question Mr. Sawyer about his stud. Hitherto they had treated our friend with the deference64 due to a stranger; but he was now to be considered one of themselves, and bantered65 or otherwise accordingly.
“You never ride that bay horse of yours, Sawyer,” said the Major, in an off-hand, free-and-easy sort of way. “I like him in the stable, better than anything you’ve got.”
“Good horse,” replied Mr. Sawyer laconically66. “Goes as fast as you can clap your hands.”
Now considerable anxiety had already been excited amongst the grooms67 of Harborough concerning the powers of the said bay horse. Old Isaac, by an affectation of extreme secrecy68, had led one and all to believe there was what they termed “something up” about Marathon; and it was but that morning the Major’s faithful bat-man had thought it right to give his master a hint that “Muster Sawyer had one as they were keepin’ dark,” so that the subject created immediate69 interest amongst the party. Mr. Savage70 put down the evening paper, behind which he had been observing his friends, with a certain satirical amusement; Struggles paused in the act of raising his tumbler to his lips; and even the Honourable Crasher roused himself sufficiently71 to turn in his rocking-chair, and gaze with an expression of sleepy curiosity at the owner of the mysterious bay horse. Major Brush pursued his inquiries72:
“Have you ever hunted him?” said he, “or do you keep him to look at?”
Dark and grim on Mr. Sawyer’s mind rose many a vision of disappointment and discomfiture73, and sporting casualties, such as come under the generic74 term “grief,” originating in Marathon’s incapacity; but he only replied—
“I’ve too few to keep any for show. I leave that to you swells75 with your large studs. All mine are forced to come out in their turn.”
The careful ambiguity76 of our friend’s answer put the whole company on the qui vive. There was evidently something about this nag that was to be kept dark. Even Struggles, the simplest and frankest of men, began to think Mr. Sawyer was what he called “a deep ’un.” The astute77 Savage now stepped in for cross-examination.
“Shall you enter one for our steeple-chase, Sawyer?” said he, with an off-hand air. “Anything that can really gallop78 would be sure to win; and as it is to be entirely79 amongst ourselves, and we shall all ride, it will be rather good fun.”
“When is it?” asked Mr. Sawyer, with admirable simplicity80, as if this very steeple-chase, and a certain ball which he had made up his mind to attend, were not the two topics by which he had of late been chiefly engrossed81.
Everybody now spoke82 at once. “Time not fixed,” said one. “Directly the weights are out,” said another. “Whenever we can find a handicapper to give universal satisfaction,” sneered83 a third; whilst the Honourable Crasher, turning once more in the rocking-chair, and losing a slipper84 in the effort, quietly remarked, he “would take ten to one even then that he named the winner.”
“Take him, Sawyer!” exclaimed Major Brush. “Take him at once! and enter the bay horse. Owners to ride, of course. He’s got nothing but Chance, now that Catamount’s lame,” added the gallant85 officer, in a stage whisper, and with a degree of friendly empressement born of rosy86 wine.
The Honourable smiled feebly, but vouchsafed87 no reply. It was indeed too true, and as he had rather set his heart on winning this steeple-chase, the truth was unacceptable, as usual. Mr. Sawyer seemed to ponder deeply on what he had heard.
“I should lose so much hunting,” said he, after a pause, during which he had smoked with considerable perseverance88 and an aspect of profound reflection. “Why, a horse would not have the ghost of a chance, would he, unless he was put to training?”
Doctors differ upon most subjects. “No training like regular hunting,” said Struggles, who meant to have nothing to do with it. “Take him out often, and send him home early,” advised Major Brush, who was generally of opinion that nothing more would be done after 1 P.M. “The half-bred ones seldom stand regular preparation,” opined Mr. Savage, “I should keep him here under my own eye;” while the Honourable Crasher murmured something about “Newmarket being the only place to get a donkey fit.”
Mr. Sawyer turned from one to the other, as if weighing carefully what each had said; then he flung his cigar-end into the grate, finished his liquor at a gulp89, and observing, “Well, I must think about it; in the meantime I’m going to hunt him to-morrow,” wished his friends “Good-night,” and departed for what he was pleased to term his “downy.”
As Struggles and Brush, who occupied adjoining bedrooms, shouldered each other up the narrow passage that led to their apartments, the former declared with a stupendous yawn, “He didn’t quite know what to make of their new friend, but fancied, whether the bay was a dark one or not, his owner was well able to take care of himself.” To which the Major, whose eyes seemed much dazzled by the candle in his hand, of which he was spilling the wax with considerable liberality over the passage-carpet, replied, “We shall find out all about him to-morrow, old boy, if we keep our eyes open—that’s all: if we only keep our eyes open!” And for the better furtherance of this wide-awake scheme, the Major, whose eyes were already nearly closed, proceeded to turn in, after an attempt to undress, in which he only partially90 succeeded.
Mr. Sawyer, winding91 up his watch and depositing it carefully on his toilet-table, observed a face of considerable wisdom in his looking-glass, as he reflected on the interest which seemed to have been created about Marathon. He balanced the pros92 and cons12: he enumerated93, not without disgust, the numerous failings of the horse; then he shook his head twice or thrice, gravely, as was his habit, when, to use his own expression, “he thought he saw his way.”
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n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说 | |
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83 sneered | |
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84 slipper | |
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85 gallant | |
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86 rosy | |
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87 vouchsafed | |
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88 perseverance | |
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89 gulp | |
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90 partially | |
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91 winding | |
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92 pros | |
abbr.prosecuting 起诉;prosecutor 起诉人;professionals 自由职业者;proscenium (舞台)前部n.赞成的意见( pro的名词复数 );赞成的理由;抵偿物;交换物 | |
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