A Yankee at Ascot
“Monsieur Bond catches my eye, not enough to guarantee a bet, but enough to look closely at a stray note in the form guide — ‘Has enough class, but a little rain might help.’ Apparently, his père was a mudder, and his mère was a mudder. As if on cue, dark clouds roll in, and it starts to drizzle. Ah, a sign from M (or perhaps Q)! A tenner to win on Le 007 and spread bets on the other two” (Slate).
