The youth looked back upon his competitor with a confident smile, whereupon the gentlemen in the carriages shouted, "Hold fast!" which warning applied equally to both competitors.

Master Jock actually stood up to see better, the contest had now become exciting.
"And now he's laying on the whip!" cried he.

"Something like, eh! And now he gives his horse the spur! One lash, and it flies like the storm! What a horse! I'd give a million for it; and how the fellow sticks on! Well, Martin, it will be all up with your Whitsun Kingship immediately.
Only a hundred paces more.

'Tis all over; he'll never be able to catch him up!" And so, indeed, it proved.

The stranger reached the goal a whole half-minute before Martin, and was already standing there in front of the flag when he came up.