"
They all approached the judges' stand, where apparently a lively
argument was in progress.
Ben and the big man who had been chosen by Norris were talking
excitedly, and the other man was listening.
All about the stand an angry crowd of men was surging, all talking at
once, so that nothing could be made out of the babel of shouts, except
when some person with unusually good lungs made himself heard in a
denunciation of one or the other riders.
Ted had joined the crowd, waiting for the arrival of Bud and Stella. Bud
was walking by the side of Stella, whose face showed the disappointment
she felt at not being declared at once the winner.
It was so evidently a job to steal the race from Hatrack that the leader
of the broncho boys was both angry and disgusted.
"This is what you get for having anything to do with this mob of
gamblers and thieves," he said to Kit, who was standing by his side.
"What's that you said, young feller?" said a man, edging up.
"I wasn't talking to you, my friend," answered Ted coolly.
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