She had seen many races, and did not think Ripon would win. She feared the black filly, who was going so fast, catching the leaders. She wondered Hansom did not see it too.
In Picton's box it was all excitement. Fred Erickson was seen to swerve in the saddle, then recover, and send Tearaway along at a terrific pace.
"Well done, bravely done, Fred!" exclaimed Sir Robert.
"Splendid!" said Rita.
"She'll win!" said Picton as he watched her, the perspiration standing in beads on his forehead.
"I think she's a chance," said Hector; "but Ripon is forging ahead, and Bronze is not done with."
"Look at her now!" said Picton.
"By jove, she's wonderful!" said Sir Robert.