Someone behind him called, “Sutter.” He knew he was being addressed, but disliked the tone, the one used by certain house servants with the outdoor staff, so he chose not to answer till the blacksmith nudged him: “I believe you’re wanted.” It was Mrs. Wentworth’s maid, Agnes, turned out in a picturesque hat and hobble skirt. Alec said, “Oh. Afternoon, miss.” “Didn’t you hear me?” “Name’s Scudder. Thought you wor callin’ another.” “I’m sure,” she said. “Here. From Mrs. Wentworth.” She gave him a large, heavy coin. “She was pleased with your showing in the race.” “I came in thirty-fourth.”
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