They're friends of mine"
"They're friends," mused Langdon; "who in thunder are they?"
"They're friends of mine, and I offered to buy Lauzanne back, just to
help them out; but the old man's daughter has got the Chestnut for a
hack, and she won't sell him. It was Diablo's fault that Porter got the
fall, so they were willing to part with him, and I took the brute."
This was certainly a new role for Crane to play, Langdon thought; his
employer helping people out when they were in difficulties was a
revelation. The Trainer felt inclined to laugh. No doubt there was
something back of it all; some tout must have given Crane information of
a fast gallop Diablo had done, and he had gone to Ringwood to buy the
horse, thinking that Porter would be selling some of his racers owing to
the accident.
Langdon tried to remember what Shandy had said about Diablo, or whether
the boy had mentioned his name at all.
"I wonder what condition he's in?" the Trainer remarked, questioningly.
"Physically I think he's all right; it seems he galloped something under
forty miles with Porter before he came a cropper. But I understand they
had an imp of a boy, Sheedy, or 'Shaney'--"
"Shandy," corrected Langdon.
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