"Make your bets with him," said the Captain, in a low tone, "in the name of Farebrother. You"ve got Farebrother"s cards about you; give him one.
Before the meeting is over you will be in clover. You can bet with him without staking a shilling."
But on the Friday morning of the Doncaster Meeting Jeremiah was in anything but clover. He was tossing about on a bed of nettles.
END OF VOL. II.