This instruction he had frequently had occasion to give his jockeys when he believed his horses could best get home first in that way.

And it was an instruction he now longed to give his son.

He himself had 'waited in front' for over fifty years, and he knew it to be the finest way of insuring that he would never be compelled to alter this desirable policy--for something in Lord Valleys' character made him fear that, in real emergency, he would exert himself to the point of the gravest discomfort sooner than be left to wait behind.

A fellow like young Harbinger, of course, he understood--versatile, 'full of beans,' as he expressed it to himself in his more confidential moments, who had imbibed the new wine (very intoxicating it was) of desire for social reform.

He would have to be given his head a little--but there would be no difficulty with him, he would never 'run out'-- light handy build of horse that only required steadying at the corners.