Hundreds of spectators watched the effort, and scores expressed their satisfaction and admiration as Frank succeeded in calming the runaway and getting the creature well in hand.
When the boy had brought the horse to a stand, two mounted officers came dashing up, and congratulated him on his success.
“It was well done, young sir,” said one of them. “Neither of us could have done better, and we both have our opportunities every day.”
“It was nothing,” smiled Frank.
Then he turned to Inza, who was rather pale, but calm.
“You seem to be all right, Miss Burrage.”
She hesitated, her head drooped, and then she said:
“I am all right, thanks to you. But for you I should have been unseated. I had quite lost control of the horse.”
“I am happy to know I have been of service to you.”
These words seemed to cut her deeply, for the warm blood sprang to her cheeks, and she quickly said: