He saw himself approach Dexter, vault into the saddle, put spurs to the beast, and swiftly disappear down the street.

People would be saying that he should not be let to ride so fast through a city street.

He was worse than Gus Giddings.

But he saw this only with his artist's eye.

In sordid fact he went up to Dexter, seized the trailing bridle reins and jerked savagely upon them.