“Then we won’t get three thousand lire,” Catherine said. “I don’t like this crooked racing!” “We’ll get two hundred lire.” “That’s nothing. That doesn’t do us any good. I thought we were going to get three thousand.” “It’s crooked and disgusting,” Ferguson said. “Of course,” said Catherine, “if it hadn’t been crooked we’d never have backed him at all. But I would have liked the three thousand lire.”
