“Have you ever bet on the races before?” “I haven’t. That’s more Florence’s tastes than mine.” “How do you know if you’ve never tried it?” She lifted a delicate shoulder. “I fail to see the appeal. So, a horse comes in first, second or third. What is the fuss?” Jack lifted a hand and beckoned one of the young boys. He withdrew five dollars. “The lady wishes to place a bet in the next race.” Addressing Justine, he pointed to the board. Bets were being taken for the fifth race at Sheepshead Bay. “Pick a horse.” “Do we really have time for this?” “There’s as much time as you need. Choose a
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