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ting himself on the stretch, he flung for- 

 ward in hot pursuit. It was their race. 

 The others fell back, unable to keep the 

 pace. 



Leaper gained. Everything he had he 

 used. And he gained another inch. His 

 head was at Swift's tail and creeping slowly 

 to her pectoral. Intoxication of achieve- 

 ment gave him added energy. With great 

 surge he flung forward. He would winl 



But have you ever seen Collie race with 

 Greyhound? Then you know how Collie 

 flattens out, tearing along, ears laid back. 

 You know how she gains and creeps up. But 

 you know more: the apparent ease with 

 which the long lean body of the hound 

 flexes, and the incredible speed that fol- 

 lows! 



So it was with Swift. When Leaper 

 nosed her pectoral, without apparent greater 

 effort on her part she slipped away and 

 left him. Then stopped an*l waited, twin- 

 kling, to let him come along. 



The others overtook them finally, Old 

 Black Bass feigning preoccupation to 

 belittle Swift's and Leaper's achievement 

 and minimize his own defeat. He dis- 



