Shandy's escapade with Diablo had brought a new trouble to Mike Gaynor.
"Diablo's a squealing pig if there ever was one," growled Dixon.
He just wore Diablo down, hung to him like a bulldog, an' beat him out.
Diablo hates that b'y an' some day he'll do him up, mark my words.
"Diablo has always been more trouble than he's worth," said Porter.
Diablo was cutting down the lead the other two held over him, galloping like a demon.
Faust went away more than ever suspicious of Crane and Diablo.
But Colley ain't no good on Diablo, an' if he can smell Shandy, that settles it—it's all over.
"I see you have Diablo entered for the Brooklyn," Faust put out as a feeler.
It was as though there were but two in the race—Lucretia and Diablo—and yet they were both outsiders.