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A Bayard From Bengal

Chapter 10 TRUST HER NOT! SHE IS FOOLING THEE!

Word Count: 1220    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

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its twitter till ab

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her sweetest ere she

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inscribed on the Golden Book of Derby candidates, his next proceed

at last, after protracted advertisements, Mr Bhosh had the good fortune to pitch upon a perfect treasure, whose name was Cadwallader Perkin, and who

regular out-of-door exercise, she would be easily competent to win the Derby on her head, whereupon Mr Bhosh consented that she should

acing colours (which were cream and sky-blue), Mr Bhosh was compelled to borrow more money from

ire fortunes depended on her success, and soon immense multitudes congregated in Regent's Park to witness her trials of speed, and cheer

t she would prove a winner, but connoisseurs nevertheless betted long odds upon her success, and Bindabun himse

l exercises of Milky Way there appeared a feminine spectator of

sh was endeavouring to fulfil the Astrologer-Royal's prediction, and who had come to a

treak of lightning, the Duchess realised with a sinking heart that Mr

far too inexperienced to resist for long such mature and ripened charms as hers-eve

uid and flashing glance from her starry and now no longer discoloured optics that the young jockey, who was of an excessive

internally, laughing up her sleeve at such

er, to take any steps until Mr Bhosh should be safe

lpine, she was aware that he had advanced large loans t

dent resolution to avoid any delays or crushings by putting Milky Way into a railway box, and despatching her to Epsom on the previo

to take a horse-ticket, lo and behold! he was rapped on the shoulder by a

in the Derby, and that he was even now proceeding to purchase her travelling ticket. But the policemen insisted

w," replied our hero, "I will settle

ctions to imprison you until the amount is stumped up, and anything

d off with gyves upon his wrists, like Aram the ushe

hess could still cherish any ill feelings towards him. "I am sincerely sorry," he said with good-humoured gallantry, "to observe that your ladyshi

he was proud to have been th

ally. "A sad pity! Fortunately, at your time of life such disfigurem

he very moment when he had an appointment to meet his ma

myself will meet them and do the needful on your behalf. I have interest w

a noble return for my coldheartedness," he said, "and I am even more sorry

baleful simper of a Sphynx, and Mr Bhosh departed for hi

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