"They seem to have been pretty sure of winning, those other people," he
commented; "but we can't do anything to them for winning; nor about
selling you the horse, I fear; and as far as you're concerned, Lucretia
was supposed to be trying. Who gave your jockey orders?"

"Dixon. I don't interfere; he trains the horses."

"We'd like to have Dixon up here again for a minute. I'm sorry we've
had to trouble you, Mr. Porter; I can see there is not the slightest
suspicion attaches to you."

In answer to the Steward's query about the order to McKay, Dixon said:
"I told McKay the boss had a big bet down, and to make no mistake--no
Grand Stand finish for me. I told him to get to the front as soon as he
could, and stay there, and win by as far as he liked. I got the office
that there'd be somethin' doin' in the race, an' I told him to get out
by himself."

After Dixon was dismissed, the Stewards consulted for a minute, with the
result that McKay was suspended for the balance of the meeting, pending
a further investigation into his methods.

* * * * * * * * * * *

During the carpeting of Porter and Dixon, a sea of upturned faces,
furrowed by lines of anxious interest, had surrounded the Judge's box.
Wave on wave the living waters reached back over the grassed lawn to the
betting ring. An indefinable feeling that something was wrong had crept
into the minds of the waiting people, tense with excitement.