"That leaning tree we passed is exactly three hundred and thirty-seven paces from the place we left the road." "Well, what do you think of that for looking ahead, fellows!" ejaculated Horatio.

"Hugh here took all the trouble to count the steps while passing through, the day he came up to examine the ground.

That's what I call preparedness, and I guess it counts in a race, just as much as in getting ready for war." Hugh laughed as though momentarily amused.
"Well, they're both in the same category, Horatio, if you look at things from the right point of view; rival armies and rival athletes contending for the prize which in both cases would mean victory.
Looking ahead is a useful hobby, and it's served me handsomely on many an occasion.

I consider no time wasted that is employed to insure success; even if you never need the information you've picked up it adds to your stock of knowledge; and no fellow can have too big a fund of that." "Then we ought soon to be getting there, at this rate," continued Horatio.

"Let's hope nothing happens to our old car.