John Mason

Well, first of all, Mr. Holmes, I think my employer, Sir Robert Norbert, has gone mad.

Well, sir, when a man does one odd thing or two odd things, there may be a meaning to it.

But when everything he does is odd, then you begin to wonder.

I reckon the Shoscombe Prince and the Derby have turned his brain between them.

Holmes, Shoscombe Prince is a coach that Robert has entered.

He's the best in England, and I should know if anyone does.

But I'll be plain with you gentlemen now, because I know this won't go beyond the room.

Sir Robert has got to win this derby.

He's up to his neck.

It's his last chance.

Everything he can raise or borrow is on that horse.

He has the prince's heart, by the way, for spins.

They can't tell him apart.

But there are two lengths and a furlong between them when it comes to a gallop.

No, sir.

His whole life is on the prince.

When he heard her coming, he trot out to the carriage for his lump of sugar every time.

But that's all over now.

Why?

Well, she seems to have lost all interest.