bandages, and every night
after I'd rugged him up and left him, Billy'd take and unwind the lot.
Didn't you, Billy?"

He shut the door.

"Who's goin' to ride him?" asked Cherry.

"Me or Monkey," said Albert. "'Taint settled yet. Will be this morning."

He led along toward the saddle-room.

"You got your work cut if you're goin' to beat _her_," said Cherry.

"No fear!" answered Albert. "Got the Sunday paper? What are they
layin'?"

"Sevens the favourite," replied the old ostler, producing it. "The rest
any price."

The youth glanced at the betting news.

"Sevens it is," he said. "Price shortening. I suppose the stable's got
all the money they want on her, and so they don't bother to tell no more
lies."

Albert opened the saddle-room door. Cherry passed in. The lad followed,
and locked the door behind him.

"Now don't mind me," he said. "I'm busy."

CHAPTER XXX

The Bible Class

In the old days, when Mat had been in his prime, there had not seldom
been as many as a hundred horses on occasion billeted in and around
Putnam's.

At that time Mat had done a bit of dealing in addition to his training,
and had kept hunters as well as 'chasers.

The Lads' Barn, as it was called, was at the back of the old
hunter-stables, somewhat removed from the yard, and opening on to the
Paddock Close.

It was big, black, with red-tiled roof, raftered, and ideal for its
purpose; for it served as the Lads' Club, instituted by Mrs. Woodburn
when first she came to live at Putnam's. Here in winter they had
singsongs, dances, and entertainments; and in the summer they played
games, read, and held their committee meetings.

At one end was a mattress, a wooden horse, parallel bars and rings, and
the ordinary appurtenances of a Boys' Club; at the other a raised
platform, and on it a blackboard and harmonium.

Now some twenty lads were gathered in the barn, waiting for Miss
Woodburn to take the Bible Class.

To-day the girl for once was late. And the lads were glad. They had
plenty to talk about this morning, and they welcomed an opportunity for
misconduct at this time all the more because it rarely offered. There
was a delicious relish about wrongdoing in the one hour a week devoted
to seeking good and ensuing it.

Some of them were smoking, some playing cards.

Both acts were forbidden--the latter absolutely, the former in the main;
for no lad under seventeen years was allowed to smoke in the Putnam
stable.