He remembered how Garnett had given him the better pony of the two, so that the younger brother, who would be more heavily punished if they were locked out, should have the better chance.

Garnett, if odd in manner and character, had always been a true sportsman though not a lover of sport.
If--if--why had he never thought of Garnett?
Garnett could help him, and he would do so.

He would let Garnett stand in with him--take one-third of his profits from the syndicate.

Yes, he must ask Garnett to see him through.

Then it was that he lifted his head from his hands, and his mind awakened out of a dream as real as though he had actually been asleep.