"Yes, don't stand about," said her father; "or you'll have Mar on to me."
The three moved off the hill.
Stanley had already gone on with Make-Way-There, and Albert followed with the young horse still snorting and blowing.
Billy Bluff patrolled between his mistress and his friend, doing his best to keep the two parties together.
Monkey Brand was left alone.
"Took it 'ard!" muttered Old Mat, jerking his head.
"He'll be all right," said Boy, glancing back. "Give him time to get his second wind."
The little jockey went back to pick up a plate Make-Way-There had dropped.
Joses strolled up to him with portentous brow.
"Turned you down!" he said. "You're not horseman enough for them, it seems."