For a race which has the infinite as its goal the word must be on and on.
He was more than usually polite to the major: he was in the army, the goal of his aspiration!
So it was all the way, and he gave a glad shout as he touched the goal post.
Now they were near the goal, and Leotichides was still leading by a stride.
Yet he had not arrived, and John was at the goal before ...