"We must go after him," said father. So he turned Daisy around and they started after Prince.
"Get-up, Daisy, get-up," he said. He even took the whip from its socket and touched Daisy, just ever so lightly, but enough to let her know she must go fast.
And so they went down the road, Prince galloping along and Farmer Hill following after.
For two miles along a stretch of level road they went, Prince getting farther ahead all the time.
"I'll not let him catch me," thought Prince, "I shall run and run."
Then came a cross road and Prince turned to the right.
And so they went down this road, Prince galloping ahead, father and Bobby following after.
When Prince came to the next corner, he turned to the left.
Bobby saw him turn. "Prince has turned onto another road," he said. "Why doesn't he go straight ahead?"
"Perhaps he wants to go to some special place," said father.