"They've got to come off," and the Trainer dashed up the steps to the Stewards.
He was Mike Gaynor, a trainer, and more than once Porter had stood his friend.
As he lifted the boy to the saddle, the Trainer whispered a few concise directions.
He had told his trainer to win, if possible, a race with Lauzanne, and get rid of him.
As they moved toward the Secretary's office, Porter was accosted by his trainer.
I shouldn't like to have horses in that man's stable—he's too good a trainer for me.
"She never was better in her life," the Trainer answered, proudly.
There was such a tone of doubt in the Trainer's voice that even Mortimer noticed it.
When he got to the Trainer's house he found the latter waiting for him.
"If The Dutchan wins you get the money," replied the Trainer, circumspectly.