Leonard stepped back, and Shirley, Mabel, Mr. Ashton and Jimmy stepped inside.
Although somewhat weak and a trifle pale Jimmy seemed to be almost himself again. He walked slowly, but said he was feeling splendidly.
“Where is Gabriel?” he asked.
Leonard pointed and Jimmy hurried forward as fast as his weakened condition would permit.
Gabriel received him with a whinny of delight, and throwing his arms about the big black horse’s neck, Jimmy talked to him long and lovingly.
Then he rejoined the others.
“Gabriel has promised he will win the race,” Jimmy whispered to Shirley.
“Then it is just as good as won,” declared the girl.
“Jimmy,” called Mr. Willing at that moment, “would you like to have a look at the course?”
“Yes, sir,” replied the boy, and went forward.