You've two horses in for the Wessex Cup-Silver Blaze and Bayard.
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Let me have the straight tip and you won't be a loser.
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Is it a fact that at the weights Bayard could give the other a hundred yards in five furlongs, and that the stable have put their money on him?'
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"'So, you're one of those damned touts!' cried the lad.
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I'll show you how we serve them in King's Pyland.' He sprang up and rushed across the stable to unloose the dog.
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The girl fled away to the house, but as she ran she looked back and saw that the stranger was leaning through the window.
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A minute later, however, when Hunter rushed out with the hound he was gone, and though he ran all round the buildings he failed to find any trace of him."
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"One moment," I asked. "Did the stable-boy, when he ran out with the dog, leave the door unlocked behind him?"
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"Excellent, Watson, excellent!" murmured my companion. "The importance of the point struck me so forcibly that I sent a special wire to Dartmoor yesterday to clear the matter up. The boy locked the door before he left it. The window, I may add, was not large enough for a man to get through.
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"Hunter waited until his fellow-grooms had returned, when he sent a message to the trainer and told him what had occurred.
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Straker was excited at hearing the account, although he does not seem to have quite realized its true significance.
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It left him, however, vaguely uneasy, and Mrs. Straker, waking at one in the morning, found that he was dressing.
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In reply to her inquiries, he said that he could not sleep on account of his anxiety about the horses, and that he intended to walk down to the stables to see that all was well.
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She begged him to remain at home, as she could hear the rain pattering against the window, but in spite of her entreaties he pulled on his large mackintosh and left the house.
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"Mrs. Straker awoke at seven in the morning, to find that her husband had not yet returned.
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She dressed herself hastily, called the maid, and set off for the stables.
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The door was open; inside, huddled together upon a chair, Hunter was sunk in a state of absolute stupor, the favorite's stall was empty, and there were no signs of his trainer.
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"The two lads who slept in the chaff-cutting loft above the harness-room were quickly aroused.
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They had heard nothing during the night, for they are both sound sleepers.
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Hunter was obviously under the influence of some powerful drug, and as no sense could be got out of him, he was left to sleep it off while the two lads and the two women ran out in search of the absentees.
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They still had hopes that the trainer had for some reason taken out the horse for early exercise, but on ascending the knoll near the house, from which all the neighboring moors were visible, they not only could see no signs of the missing favorite, but they perceived something which warned them that they were in the presence of a tragedy.
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"About a quarter of a mile from the stables John Straker's overcoat was flapping from a furze-bush.
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Immediately beyond there was a bowl-shaped depression in the moor, and at the bottom of this was found the dead body of the unfortunate trainer.
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His head had been shattered by a savage blow from some heavy weapon, and he was wounded on the thigh, where there was a long, clean cut, inflicted evidently by some very sharp instrument.
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It was clear, however, that Straker had defended himself vigorously against his assailants, for in his right hand he held a small knife, which was clotted with blood up to the handle, while in his left he clasped a red and black silk cravat, which was recognized by the maid as having been worn on the preceding evening by the stranger who had visited the stables.
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