A Girl in Every Port Page #5

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From Kentucky, you don't say.

Well, what can I do for you?

If it's anything to do with horses,

I've given up racing.

Sold my stable, as you'll know.

Well, that, sir, Mr Sedgwick,

is why we all here.

You all, sir, have been the victim

of a swindle.

Is that so?

Why, Mr Blossom and me, we had the

honour of buying your horse Little Aaron.

- You recollect?

- Oh, yes, yes indeed.

You was gonna sell him to a glue factory.

You was under the impression

that your horse had bad ankles.

He did have bad ankles.

His last ten starts, he could barely run.

Trick of your trainer, sir, to outfox you.

We have that horse,

and his ankles are as sound as mine.

Your trainer was a Yankee rascal

who was fixin' to bamboozle you

and buy him for himself.

That's exactly what he was doing -

fixing to bamboozle you.

Really? Well, now you've got him instead.

Congratulations.

Thank you, sir.

When I learned of this deception,

I said to my associate Mr Blossom...

You all met Mr Blossom?

Oh. How do, sir?

- How do you do?

- I said, "Mr Blossom,

"there's some things

a gentleman will not do. "

That's exactly what he said. He said we

should acquaint Mr Sedgwick with the facts,

and give him an opportunity to buy

his horse back, and that's what he said.

Well, that's very generous of you, Admiral.

- Colonel.

- Oh, I beg your pardon.

Colonel. I admire your ethics in the matter.

Sailor's heart has to

be pure, ain't it, Benny?

Ooh!

Yes, my ex-trainer was capable of that,

but I'm still willing to be open-minded.

However, I'm out of racing completely.

If you had a horse that could do a mile

and an eighth in 1.50 without pushing him...

- Not even a little shove.

- Little Aaron?

- Shh.

- I don't believe it. Are you sure?

Positive. Come see for yourself.

Wait a minute.

Has Miss Temple gone yet, Miss Brooks?

Yes, Mr Sedgwick, some time ago.

It's not important.

I'll phone her later. Thank you.

- Where is he?

- At the stable waiting for us.

- Well, what are we waiting for?

- For you, sir.

Mr Sedgwick, sir, you are all in for the

biggest surprise of your little old life.

Let's shake on it.

And if you all don't mind, you all can

drop that Southern-fried tongue... Colonel.

I all won't be...

I won't be back this afternoon.

Amazing. This horse could barely walk

two days ago.

He couldn't even run, could he, Benny?

Examine him closely, friend. You'll find the

animal's legs as sound as a pre-war dollar.

- Hello, everybody!

- Hi, Janey.

Janey, this is Bert Sedgwick.

Meet Jane Sweet.

How do you do?

Are you, uh, any relation of Pop Sweet?

I don't know about that but he was my father.

She was also his daughter.

As strange a coincidence

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