As he made his way out of the paddock Garrison carefully tilted his bag of Durham into the curved rice-paper held between nicotine-stained finger and thumb, then deftly rolled his "smoke" with the thumb and forefinger, while tying the bag with practised right hand and even white teeth. Once his reputation had been as spotless as those teeth. He smiled cynically as he shouldered his way through the slowly moving crowd—that kaleidoscope of the humanities which congregate but do not blend; which coagulate wherever the trial of science, speed, and stamina serves as an excuse for putting fortune to the test. It was a cynical crowd, a quiet crowd, a sullen crowd. Those who had won, through sheer luck, bottled their joy until they could give it vent in a safer atmosphere—one not so resentful. For it had been a hard day for the field. The favorite beaten in the stretch, choked off, outside the money—— Garrison gasped as the rushing simulacra of the Carter Handicap surged to his beating brain; that brain at bursting pressure. It had recorded so many things—recorded faithfully so many, many things he would give anything to forget.

"Garrison's Finish: A Romance Of The Race-Course" by W. B. M. Ferguson is a fascinating novel that unfolds in the interesting global of horse racing. The tale revolves around Garrison, the significant individual, as he navigates the complexities of the racecourse. With meticulous detail and a eager understanding of the game, Ferguson brings to existence the excitement, demanding situations, and drama inherent in the international of horse racing. Set in opposition to the backdrop of the racecourse, the novel weaves together elements of romance and opposition. Garrison, pushed via ambition and a passion for the game, faces each personal and professional demanding situations. The narrative explores issues of affection, ambition, and the relentless pursuit of achievement, presenting readers with a rich and immersive enjoy. Ferguson's storytelling prowess shines thru in his bright depiction of the racing scenes, developing an environment that allows readers to experience the adrenaline and depth of the races. The novel captures the high-stakes nature of horse racing and the dynamic relationships that expand inside this competitive realm. As Garrison confronts the united states of americaand downs of the racing international, readers are taken on an adventure packed with suspense, emotion, and the indomitable spirit of a racer.

"Garrison thumped on the turf with a bang, a thin streamer of blood threading its way down his gray-white face. "You miserable little whelp!" howled his owner. "You've dishonored me. You threw that race, damn you! That's what I get for giving you a chance when you couldn't get a mount anywhere." His long pent-up venom was unleashed. "You threw it. You've tried to make me party to your dirty work-me, me, me!"-he thumped his heaving chest. "But you can't heap your filth on me. I'm done with you. You're a thief, a cur-" "Hold on," cut in Garrison. He had risen slowly, and was dabbing furtively at his nose with a silk red-and-blue handkerchief-the Waterbury colors. "Just a minute," he added, striving to keep his voice from sliding the scale. He was horribly calm, but his gray eyes were quivering as was his lip. "I didn't throw it. I-I didn't throw it. I was sick. I-I've been sick. I-I--" Then, for he was only a boy with a man's burdens, his lip began to quiver pitifully; his voice shrilled out and his words came tumbling forth [...]."

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