'
'But I suppose he did cheat horribly.'
'I daresay he did. A great many of them do cheat. But what of
that? I was not bound to give him a character, bad or good.'
'Certainly not.'
'He had not been my servant. It was such a letter. I'll show it to
you when we get in!-asking whether Tifto was fit to be the
depository of the intimacy of the Runnymeded hunt! And then Tif's
letter;--I almost wept over that.'
'How could he have had the audacity to write at all?'
'He said that "him and me had been a good deal together".
Unfortunately that was true. Even now I am not quite sure that he
lamed the horse himself.'
'Everybody thinks he did. Percival says there is no doubt about
it.'
'Percival knows nothing about it. Three of the gang ran away, and
he stood his ground. That's about all we do know.'
'What did you say to him?'
'I had to address him as Sir, and beg him not to write to me any
more. Of course they mean to get rid of him, and I couldn't do him
any good. Poor Tifto! Upon the whole I think I hate Jawstock
worse than Tifto.
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