"He saw that Mameluke's rider was going to make a waiting race of it, and as the horse has certainly the turn of speed on him, he is trying other tactics.

They are passing the mile post now, and Prothero is twelve or fourteen lengths ahead.

There, Mameluke is going through his horses; his rider is beginning to get nervous at the lead Prothero has got, and he can't stand it any longer.

He ought to have waited for another half mile.

You will see, Prothero will win after all.