"I could feel her tiring." he said later. "She started to bear in. We rarely put the whip to her. But now I gave her just one good touch. Her head came up, and her eyes almost bugged out and she took off."
Delmonica Hanover raced past the French mare and caught Spartan Hanover at the wire. "Did you win?" Haughton shouted at Chapman. "I don't know; did you?" Chapman shouted back.
Gougeon drove up and nodded at Chapman and said, "You win."
Upstairs, Miller shouted, "We were second. Ain't it great? Hey, what's Chappy turning back for? He thinks he won. My God, that's our number; we did win. I've got to get to the winner's circle." A blur of red and pinks, Miller raced through the crowd, took a wrong turn and wound up on the wrong side of the winner's circle. He was cut off by a wall of Plexiglas. They began bringing out the trophy. "No, no," Miller shouted, his fists banging against the glass. "Wait for me. Wait for me. Chappy, make them wait."