And then he started us in such a rotten way that it wasn't till I saw Dig running that I took in we were off, and coming up to the first hurdle.

But soon the fellows began to yell, and I felt better.
"Dig had the pull of me at the start, but I got up to him at the third hurdle.

He missed a step in landing, and that put him out, and we went over the fourth and fifth neck and neck.

Then I saw Violet stand up, out of the corner of my left eye; and Smedley began to look at us too.
After that it was all right.

At the sixth hurdle we both rose together, and then I heard a crack and a grunt behind me, and knew poor old Dig had come a cropper.