The horses are only a few rods away.
Then Nick sees the excited man grasped by the throat, and realizes that Martin, desperate and unable to control his passion, is fighting with his tool, as dogs fight in the gutter.
The horses thunder past, and Denver Bay wins by a good length.
The great handicap race is over and Denver Bay is officially declared the winner.
As the crowd surges around the winning horse and the jockey is being weighed, there is a cry from the grand stand that some one has fainted.
Nick sees that the excitement is about the spot the Wall Street broker selected as his seat, and hastens in that direction.
As he reaches the place Wheeler slowly opens his eyes and reaches out his hand.[{60}]
“Not a word here,” whispers the detective, as he bends over him. “Are you able to walk?”
“I think so. You see, it rather knocked me out.”
“Well, get a carriage here and drive away.”