Dave kept him to it, and gradually he ranged up between the others.
"Hi, get back there!" yelled Roger, who was now slightly in advance.
"You can beat Phil, but you can't beat me!" "Not much! He's not going to beat me!" put in the shipowner's son, and he urged his horse to do better.

But this was impossible, and, inch by inch, Dave overtook him, and went to the front.
It now seemed to be a race between Hero and the brown horse that the senator's son rode.

Roger's mount was still in fine condition, but it must be confessed that the senator's son did not know exactly how to race him to the best advantage.

He sawed a little on the reins, thus worrying the animal, and causing him to lose his gait.

Then, with a bound, Dave came up, and the pair were neck-and-neck for the finish.
"Go! go!" yelled Phil.