“The impatient lady is my trainer's sister,” he explained in a modulated tone to Allis. “A trainer is quite an autocrat, I assure you, and one must be very careful not to forget any of the obvious courtesies.”
Allis wondered why he should find it necessary to make any explanation at all.
“I want to thank you, Miss Porter, for that reading about Crusader.”
Allis's eyes opened wide.
“Yes, I was there,” Crane added, answering the question that was in them.
As he said this a man came hurriedly up the steps, spoke to a policeman on guard, and searched the faces with his eyes. Catching sight of Crane, he came quickly forward and whispered something in his ear.
“Excuse me, I must go—I'm wanted,” Crane said to Allis.
As he turned, the Trainer's sister spoke to him.
“What's the matter, Mr. Crane—there's something going on up in the Stewards' Stand?”
“I fancy there's an objection, though I don't know anything about it,” he answered, as he went down the steps with the messenger.