"Gone one better; Rainstorm won," said one of the Australians.
"Don't think so; that was a terrific run of Bandmaster's," replied another.
The numbers seemed a long time going up, then number one was slipped in; before the roar of Bandmaster's supporters died away number two appeared alongside it. The result was a dead heat—a mighty struggle—a dead heat over two miles. The owners were not likely to run it off, so which was the better horse was not settled and there would be much food for argument.
CHAPTER XXI
THE RAID
"We shall have to make another match to settle the question," said Mr.
Hallam.
"I'm willing," laughed Alan, "but give me time. I must go back at once; there's some tough work to be done before long."
"When you like," replied Mr. Hallam. "I am not going back to Australia at present. I have no wish to be sent to the bottom of the sea."
Alan said good-bye to Eve at The Forest. Before leaving for London he saw Duncan Fraser. Everything was going well, no cause for anxiety, and the manager spoke hopefully of the future.
Alan was surprised when he heard of Jane Thrush's marriage and rated
Tom soundly for "throwing her away" on such a fellow.