The onlookers, robbed of their fun, growled disapproval and dispersed
likewise. One of them, however, whom Mostyn had not noticed before,
since he had kept himself well in the background, remained. Mostyn
recognised the evil and malicious face of the jockey, Ted Wilson.
The little man was dressed as Mostyn had seen him the night before.
He wore the same tightly-fitting covert coat with big shiny pearl
buttons, but he had replaced the cap by a bowler hat, pressed down
well on the back of his head.
"I wish 'e'd gone for yer!" Wilson muttered between his teeth,
drawing a few steps nearer. "I wish 'e'd thrashed yer, Gawd 'elp me
I do!"
This was a fresh attack, and one which Mostyn had not expected. He
supposed the jockey was still incensed because his proposition had
been refused, and, not desiring any further discussion on the
subject, he turned away without deigning a reply. Wilson, however,
followed at his heels, yapping and snarling like a mongrel cur. "A
low down trick you played me," he muttered. "What did you want to do
it for? The Lord knows I 'aven't done you no 'arm. But to give a
chap away and get 'im the sack--why, you ought to be bloomin' well
ashamed of yerself!"
Mostyn turned at this. "What on earth do you mean?" he asked.
"Why," screeched the indignant little man, "just listen to 'im! As
if 'e didn't know! Wot should I 'av got the sack for if you 'adn't
split to my boss? Given me the chuck without a word of explanation,
'e 'as, and not more'n a couple of hours ago. Why should 'e 'ave
done it if you 'adn't rounded on me? D---- 'im for a dirty Jew! and
d---- you too for----"
The jockey's language was charged with strange oaths, and there was a
lurid monotony about his epithets. However, he appeared to have a
grievance, and that being so, some explanation seemed due to him.
The refinement of Mostyn's speech sounded almost ridiculous when
taken in conjunction with that of the jockey.
"I assure you that you are absolutely mistaken if you think that I
have had anything to do with your discharge, since I understand that
you have been discharged. This is the first I have heard of it, and
I have not the smallest idea why Mr. Isaacson should have acted so."
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