The Sweep Winner Part 23
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"It's lucky they got some of my horses. He seems to have picked out the right sort."
"Trust him for that. The fellow they call The Savage is a ripper. He's by old Tear'em, I'll swear. I never saw such a brute, but Leigh mastered him as soon as he was yarded."
"Everybody seems to think he's a wonderful man," said Craig.
"So he is. They're few and far between," answered Garry. "I see your horses are doing good work for the Cups. Do you fancy them?"
"Barellan and Flash both have chances."
"I've got a couple of tickets in the sweep on the Melbourne Cup," said Garry.
"If you draw Barellan I shall expect you to stump up a good round sum out of your lot," Bellshaw told him.
"You'll get nothing out of me if I draw him, but it's about a million to one I don't," retorted Garry.
"Whoever draws him will have to give me a cut out of the sweep or they'll stand a poor chance of getting a run for their money," said Craig.
"You don't mean to say you'd scratch Barellan for a race like the Melbourne Cup merely because you were not offered anything out of the sweep?" Garry asked.
"I would. No man shall get the better of me. It's only fair. I have all the expense incurred over the horse."
"Then you're not much of a sportsman."
"Just as good as anyone else," returned Craig.
"Well, if I happen to draw him you can scratch him. You'll not get me to lay you anything," said Garry.
When Bellshaw arrived in Sydney he went to Hadwin's house at Randwick, where there was always a room for him. The trainer would have preferred his staying elsewhere, but could raise no objections. The horses pleased him, Barellan especially. He seemed in rare fettle, and the trainer said no horse could possibly have done better.
"You'll have to look out for a jockey soon, or they'll all be snapped up. There is likely to be a big field, thirty runners or thereabouts,"
said Ivor.
"What about Nicholl?"
"He'd be all right if you could get him."
"Is he engaged?"
"Not that I know of."
"Then what's to prevent me engaging him?"
Hadwin hesitated, then said, "He'll want a big fee."
"And can't I pay it?" thundered Bellshaw.
"You can pay it. The question is will you?" said the trainer.
"If it's reasonable. What will he want?"
"A hundred at least."
"Then he'll not get it. I'm not going to pay any jockey a hundred, win or lose. If Barellan wins it's a different matter."
"Shall I see him about it or will you?" asked Ivor.
"You'd better see him. If he asked me that figure there's no telling what I'd say to him," Bellshaw answered.
Hadwin saw Nicholl on the training ground next morning. Bellshaw was there, standing some distance away.
"Will you ride Barellan in the Melbourne Cup?" asked Ivor.
"What sort of a chance has he?"
"A winning chance. You can have the leg up on him this morning; he's just coming out."
"All right," agreed Nicholl.
"Then come with me," said the trainer.
When Barellan came out with Nicholl up there was a stir among the watchers. Luke Nicholl was one of the best jockeys. There were few to equal him, and it was known he had not a mount in the Cup, as he declined to tie himself down. His appearance on Barellan at once set tongues wagging as to the possibility of his riding the horse in the Cup. Nicholl liked the way Barellan moved. He knew he was a good game animal, and 8st. 7lb. was a nice weight. He could do it comfortably.
"He moves well," said Nicholl, when he dismounted.
"You'll find him a far different horse in a race. He's not a track horse," said Ivor. "Will you accept the mount?"
"It all depends."
"What on?"
"The amount to be paid me."
"What do you want?"
"A couple of hundred."
"Win or lose?"
"Yes."
"He'll never give that. I doubt if he'll give a hundred, but come over to my place and talk it over. I'd like you to be on him, Luke, because I think he'll just about win," said the trainer.
"You can't expect me to ride him without I get a good fee," answered Nicholl. "I'm worth it, eh?"
"You are, and if I had the arranging of it I'd give you fair terms.
You'll just suit Barellan; he wants a lot of riding. He's a lazy beggar, and you know how to handle such horses."
"When shall I come over?"
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