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'Iwouldn'thavedoneitonmyown.'
'That'sb.l.o.o.d.yunfair,'Daveprotestedfuriously.
'Bothofyoushutup,'Isaid.'Cleanthebox.'
Seething,theybothwentoutandthroughthewindowIwatchedtherigidityoftheirangerastheymarchedtowardsthetask.UndoubtedlythepickingupofthehitchhikerhadbeenDave'sdoing,butIfoundIcouldforgivehisirresponsibilitymoreeasilythanBrett'sself-righteousness.TheyhadbothforsurepocketedKevinKeithOgden'smoney,althoughnothingwouldgetthemtosayhowmuch.
Joggersaid,pointingatthecashbox,'Whatdoyouwantmetodowiththat?'
'Oh...justleaveithere.Andthanks.'
'Where'sBrettofftointhatboxtoday?'heasked,followingmygazethroughthewindow.
'Nowhere.He'sleavingthefirm.I'llbedrivingitmyself.'
'Straightup?ThenI'lldoyouafavour.'
Iswitchedmyattentiontohisgrubby,lined,fifty-three-year-oldface,thewilyexteriorofanoldsoldierwhokneweveryskivingtrickofthetradebutlivedbyhisowncodeofstricthonestyinsomerespects,notablyforanythingthatmovedonwheels.
'You'vegotastrongactiveuncoveredmagnetunderthatbox,'heinformedme.'Ifyou'renotcareful,it'llpickupironbarsandsuchandyoucouldcatchthemonsomethingorbackontothemandmaybepierceafueltankorworse.'
Imovedmyheadinappreciation.'What'sbesttodo?'
'I'llsticksomethingoverit,ifyoulike.'
'Thanks,Jogger.'
Heheardtherealgrat.i.tudeinmyvoiceandnoddedbriefly.'What'vewebeencarrying,eh?'heasked.'Carpets?'
Iwasmystified.'Carpets?'
'Andrugs.Drugs.'
'Oh.'Iunderstoodbelatedly.'Ihopenot.'Iponderedbriefly.'Keepittoyourselffornow,Jogger,w.i.l.l.you?UntilIget.i.tsortedout.'
Hesaidhewould,apromiseeasilygiventhatmightlastintothethirdpintthateveninginthepub,butnofurther.
Atclosequartershesmelledofoilanddust,thoseconstantcompanions,andalsoofstalesmokeandageneralearthiness.Ifounditlessobjectionablethantheoverpoweringlysweetaftershaveandclas.h.i.+ngmedicinalmouthwashofoneoftheotherdrivers,whoseodourpervadedhiswholehorseboxevenoverridingthescentofhorses.
Asfaraspossible,eachdriverdroveoneparticularhorseboxallthetime,makingithisown.I'dfoundtheyallpreferreditlikethat,andtheyalsolookedafterthevehiclesbetterthatway,keptthemcleaner,understoodtheiridiosyncrasiesandgenerallytreatedthemwithprideastheirpersonalproperty.Eachdriverkeptthekeysofhisownboxinhispossessionandcouldpersonalisehisowncabifhecaredto.Severalofthemwholikedtosleeponboardhadriggedcurtainsforthewindows.Pat,nowsickwithflu,carriedfreshflowersandaningeniousfoldingchangingroominhers.IcouldalmostinfalliblyhavetoldwhichboxIwasinsimplybythecab.
Brett'scabwasconsistentwithhowlittleofhimselfhe'dcommittedtothejob;devoidofanythingpersonal.Iwouldbegladtoseethebackofhimeventhoughitcompoundedthedrivershortage.
Sayinghe'dfetchsomethingforthemagnetandthathe'dbettergetonwiththingsifhewasgoingtoSurreywiththebroodmares,Joggerjoggledhiswaybacktohisvan,loadedtheslideranddroveoff.Davehoseddowntheoutsideofthehorseboxandcleanedthewindowswithasqueegee.Brettsweptinternaldebriscarelesslyoutthroughthegrooms'doorsontothetarmac.
Theinsideplanofthe35-footlonghorseboxmadeprovisionforthreesetsofthreestalls,withs.p.a.cesbetweenthesets.Thehorses'headsprotrudedforwardsintotheses.p.a.ces,whereoftensatanattendanttravellingnearthem.
Thewidthoftheboxallowedforthreestallsonlyifthehorsestravellingwereofaveragebuild.Heavilymuscledhorses,likeoldersteeplechasers,neededmoreroomandcouldtravelonlytwosidebyside.Thesameforbroodmares.Whenwetookmareswithfoals,thethreestallsacrossconvertedtoonesinglelargeone.Soninetwo-year-oldsorthreemareswithfoalscouldbeaccommodated.
Theseversatilearrangementswereeasilyachievedbymanycleverly-designedswingingpart.i.tions,allofthemofwood,coveredwithsoftpadding,toavoidinjuriesandbruising.Weloadedthehorsesandboltedthestallsasneededaroundthem.
Thefloorsofthestallswereofthickblackrubbertostopthehorsesslidingabout,andsometimeswesprinkledthesurfacewithshavingstocatchthedroppings,especiallyonlongjourneys.Ateachdestination,theattendantsorthedriverwouldsweepthestallscleanofthemuck:thenine-horseboxhadthereforearrivedhomereasonablyclea.n.a.lready,havingcomebackemptyfromNewmarket.
Anarrowcupboardattherearofeachboxcontainedbrooms,ashovel,hose,squeegeesandmop.Wetookalsoabucketortwo,teedsometimesforthehorses,andseveralplasticcontainersofdrinkingwater.Thelockerundertheattendants'benchseat-whereOgdenhaddied-housedsparetackintheformofheadcollars,ropes,straps,ahorseblanketortwoandafirstaidkit.Behindthedriver'sseatlayanefficientfire-extinguisher;andthatwasaboutallwecarriedexceptfortheattendants'ownbelongingsuponth.e.s.h.elfwiththemattress.Theladsmostlytookwiththemcleantidyclothestochangeintoforleadingtheirchargesroundtheparadering,changingbackintoworkingthingsforthereturnhome.
Dayafterday,alloverthecountry,fleetsofhorseboxeslikemineferriedalltherunnerstotheraces,mostdaysaboutahundredrunnerstoeachmeeting,onbaddays,downto,perhaps,thirty.MostoftherunnersthatweretrainedinPixhilltravelled,luckily,inmyboxesandasatleasttwenty-fivetrainerswereinbusinessinthedistrict,Iwasmakingmoney,ifnotafortune.
Forallsteeplechasejockeysintheirearlythirtiestheurgentquestionarose,whatnext?Onelifelaybehind,unfilledtimelayahead.I'dbeendrivinghorseboxesbytheageofeighteenformyfather,whohadownedhisowntransport;drivingsomeofhishorsestotheraces,lookingafterthem,ridingtheminamateurraces,drivinghome.Bytwenty,turningprofessional,I'dbeenretainedbyatopstable,andfortwelveyearsafterthatI'dfinishedeachseasonaroundsecondtosixthinthejockeys'list,ridingupwardsof400jumpracesayear.Fewjumpjockeyslastedlongerthanthatnearthetopowingtothephysicalbatteringoffalls,andatthirty-twotimeandinjurieshadcaughtupwithme,asthey'dbeenboundtodointheend.
Fromjockeytofull-timehorsetransporterhadbeenajoltingchangeofoutlookinsomeways,butfamiliarterritoryinothers.Threeyearsintothenewlife,itseemedasifithadbeeninevitableallalong.
ImadeupBrett'spaypacketwithcashfrommysafeaspromisedandtypedtheinformationintothecomputer,sothatalongintheofficeRosecouldincorporateitintotheP45.Onewayandanothershehadn'thadmuchpracticeatP45S,astheturnoverindrivershadprovedsmall.
Brett'senvelopeinhand,IwentouttothehorseboxwhereheandDavewerenowstandingonthetarmacglaringateachother.Havingremovedthehosefromtheoutsidetapbeyondthewoodpile,Davestoodwithitsgreenflabbyplasticloopsoverhisarm,apparentlychildishlyarguingthat.i.twasBrett'sjobtoput.i.tawayinitscupboard.
Givemestrength,Ithought,andaskedDavenicelytoput.i.tawayhimself.WithbadgraceheclimbedwithitintotheboxandBrett.w.a.tchedhimspitefully.
'That'snottheonlytimeDave'spickedupahitchhiker,'hesaid.
Ilistenedbutdidn'treply.
Brettsaid,'It's.h.i.+myououghttosack,notme.'
'Ididn'tsackyou.'
'Asgoodas.'
HissharpyoungfacelackedanysortofhumourandIfeltsorryforhimthatheshouldgothroughlifemakinghimselfdisliked.Thereseemedtobenowayofchanginghim;hewouldgowhiningtothegrave.
'You'llhavetoleaveaforwardingaddresswithIsobel,'Isaidconversationally.'Youmightbecalledonfortheinquestonyesterday'spa.s.senger.'
'It'sDavethey'llwant.'
'Allthesame,leaveanaddress.'
Hegrunted,acceptedhispaypacketwithoutthanksanddroveoff,Davecomingtoearthagainbymysideandlookingafterhimbalefully.
'Whatdidhesay?'heasked.
'Thatyou'dpickedupotherhitchhikers.'
Davelookedfurious.'Hewould.'
'Don'tdoit,Dave.'
HelistenedtotheweightIputintothewordsand,unsuccessfullytryingtojoke,said,'Isthatsomesortofthreat?'
'Awarning.'
'Itdon'tseemfairtoleavepeoplestandingbytheroadside.'
'Itmaynotseemfairtoyou,'Isaid,'butjustgrityourteethanddoit.'
'Well...OK.'Hegavemeahalf-heartedgrinandpromisednottogiveanyliftsonhiswaybackfromleavingthebroodmaresinGloucesters.h.i.+rethatafternoon.
'I'mserious,Dave.'
Hesighed.'Yeah.Iknowit.'
Heretrievedhisrustybikefromthewoodpileandsqueakedawaydownthedrive,wobblingasideforJoggerwhowasreturninginhisvan.
Joggerhadbroughtwithhimabook-sizedpieceofwoodwithacl.u.s.terofnailsdrivenintoit.Thenail-headswouldsticktothemagnet,hesaid,butnotsofirmlythathewouldn'tbeabletogetthewholethingoffatthenextoverhaul.Thewoodwouldpreventthemagnetfrompickingupanythingelse.
Itookhiswordforit,andwatchedhimrollexpertlyunderthecha.s.siswithoutusingtheslider,takingonlysecondstoputtheinsulatingwoodinplace.Hewasuponhisfeetgivingmeasidewaysyellowsmileinaninstant.
'Thatdidn'ttakelong,'Isaidthoughtfully.
'Ifyouknowwheretolook,it'sapieceofcake.'
Harvearrivedatthatmoment,crossingwithJogger'sdeparture.WewalkedtogethertothehouseandIshowedhimthegrime-ladencashbox,explainingwhereJoggerhadfoundit.HelookedaspuzzledasIfelt.
'Butwhat'sitfor?'hesaid.
'Joggerthinkswe'vebeenentertainingdrugsunawares.'
'What?'
'Smugglingcocaine,perhaps?'
'No.'Harvewasadamant.'Noonecoulddothatwithoutusknowing.'
RuefullyIsaid,'Maybeoneofusdoesknow.'
Harvedidn'tagree.Ourdriversweresaints,heimplied.
Itoldhimaboutthenightvisitor,who'dcomeinblackdisguiseandenteredthehorsebox.
'Hehadakeytothegrooms'door,'Isaid.'Hemusthavedone.There'snodamagetothelocks.'
'Yes,'Harvesaid,thinking,'butyouknowthosegroom-doorkeysdon'topenjustonebox.Imean,IknowforacertaintythatmyownboxhasthesamekeyasBrett's,here.Quitealotofthemareduplicated.'
Inodded.Theignitionkeyswereindividuallyspecialandcouldn'tbecopied,b.u.t.thegrooms'doorlockscamefromadifferentsmallerrange,andseveraloftheboxeshadkeysthatfittedothers.
'Whatwashedoinginsidethecab?'Harveasked,'ifthisthing...this.h.i.+dingplace...wasunderneath?'
'Idon'tknow.Hehaddirtonhisclothes.Maybehe'dalreadylookedunderneathandfoundthehidingplaceempty.'
'Whatareyougoingtodoabout.i.t?'Harvesaid.'TellSandySmith?'
'Maybe.Sometime.Idon'twanttorunusintotroubleifIdon'thaveto.'
Harvewashappywiththat.'Wedon'twanttheCustomstohearofit,'hesaid,nodding.'They'dholdusupforhours,everycrossing.They'dtreat.i.ta.s.specificinformationreceived,Iwouldn'twonder.'
Hispleasantfacewasonlylightlyanxious;andtheunwelcomediscovery,Isupposed,didn'tmerittheinstantpus.h.i.+ngofpanicb.u.t.tons.
'OK,'Isaid,'let'sgeton.I'llcomealongtothefarmforfuelandstarttheshuttle.'
IlockedthehousewhileHarveyleft,thenfollowedalongtothefarmyard,lessthanamileaway,nearertotheheartofPixhill.
Harve,hiswifeandfourtow-headedchildrenlivednextdoortothefarmyardinwhathadbeentheoldfarmhouse.TheoldfarmbarnwasnowJogger'sdomain,aworkshopwithinspectionpitandeveryaidtomechanicalperfectionthathecouldcajolemeintobuying.
Whathadoncebeenacowshedwasnowasmallcanteenandasuiteofthreeofficeswithwindowslookingintothefarmyard,fromwhereonecouldwatchthehorseboxescomeandgo,eachtoandfromitsownallocatedparkings.p.a.ce.Asmallstableblockwithroomforthreehorseswa.s.sitedinthes.p.a.cebetweentheendofthestretchofofficesandthehighwallofthebarn.Wesometimeshousedourpa.s.sengerstheretemporarilyiftheywereduetoleaveorarriveinthemiddleofthenight.
Severaloftheday'ssortieshadalreadybegun.Theothernine-boxhadalreadylefttocollectthebroodmaresboundforIreland.ThetwoSouthwellboxes's.p.a.ceswereemptyalso.JoggerwasdrivingPhil'sboxovertothebarnforitsoverhaul.
Idrewtoahaltbythedieselpumpandtoppedupthetanks.
Normallywerefuelledonreturnintheeveningstoavoidwaterproblemsfromaircondensingovernightinquarter-fulltanks,atipI'dlearnedfromapilotfriend.Wealsohoseddowntheboxesatthatpointandcleanedtheinsideswithdisinfectantsotheywerefreshandreadytogointhemornings.
Brett,Inoticed,hadremovedtheremainsofhispicnic,buthissolutiontothestainonthebench-seathadbeennottocleanitoffb.u.t.tofoldthehorserugandlayitalongtheseattocoverit.Typical,Ithought.
Intheoffices,IsobelandRosewereconsultingtheirmachines,turninguptheheatersanddrinkingcoffeefromthecanteennextdoor.RosesaidshehadalreadygivenBretthisP45andtakenhismother'saddressandwasgladtoberidofhim.
Rose,plumplymiddle-aged,keptthefinancialrecords,seeingtothepaypackets,sendingoutbills,preparingchequesformysignature,keepingtrackofthepennies.Isobel,gentle,young,clearheaded,answeredthetelephone,tookthebookingsandchattedusefullywithmanytrainers'secretaries,harvestingadvancenoticeoftheirstables'requirements.
RoseandIsobelhadanofficeeach,inwhichtheyworkedfromeight-thirtytofour.Thethirdoffice,lessbusy-looking,lesspersonal,wastechnicallymyownbutwasusedjustasmuchbyHarve.Thedoc.u.mentationoftheboxeswaskeptinthere,andalsoduplicatesoftheignitionkeys,inalockeddrawer.
Inspiteoftheflu,inspiteofBrett,inspiteofKevinKeithOgden,thatFriday'sworkseemedtobegoingsmoothly.
ThedriverduetotransferJerichoRich'ssixfilliestoNewmarkethadalreadyarrivedinthefarmyard,asforsomeunspecifiedreasonMichaelWatermeadhadwantedthemtoleavehisstableearlierinthemorningthantheloadoftwo-year-oldsthedaybefore.
IexplainedtoNigel,thedriver,thatMichaelwouldn'tbesendinganyofhisownladstocareforthefillies('Jerichocanwhistleforfavours,b.l.o.o.d.yman')b.u.t.thatacarwithacoupleofladswouldbecomingoverfromthedestinationtrainerinNewmarket.
'TheydidthesameyesterdaywithBrettandthedaybeforewithHarve,soyoushouldn'thaveanytrouble,'Isaid.
Nigelnodded.
'Anddon'tpickupanycorpsesonthewayhome.'
Helaughed.Hewastwenty-four,insatiablyheteros.e.xual,foundlifeajokeandcouldcalloninexhaustiblestamina,hischiefvirtueinmyeyes.Anytimeweneededlongnight-drivingIsenthim,ifIcould.
Trainersoftenhadafavouriteamongthedrivers,aparticularmantheyknewandtrusted.InMichaelWatermead'scase,therewasadrivercalledLewis,atthatmomentwarminghishandsroundamugofteaandlisteningtoDave'sself-justifyingaccountofthelastrideofK.K.Ogden.
'Didn'thesayanything?'Lewisaskedinterestedly.'Justsnuffedit?'
'Makesyouthink,doesn't.i.t?'
Lewisagreedaboutthat,noddinghisclose-croppedhead.Inhistwenties,likethemajorityofthedrivers,hewaswilling,resourcefulandstrong,withatattooofadragonononeforearmandareputedpastasabiker.Therave-uphistoryhadraisedmydoubtstobeginwith,buthe'dprovedthoroughlyreliableatthewheelofhisglossysuper-sixbox,andMichael,whohadexactingstandards,hadtakentohimfirmly.