When she ran toward him to catch him before he broke loose, he, too, snapped a rein and went racing away after Jake.
Mary V stamped her foot, and cried a little, and blamed Bland Halliday for flying down that way where Jake could see him and get scared.

She had been very careful to tie Jake back out of sight of the strip of sand where Johnny had told her they would make their start and their landing.
It wasn't her fault that she was set afoot--but Bland Halliday just _knew_ Jake would be scared stiff if he went down past where he was, and he had done it deliberately.

And now Sandy was gone, too--and Johnny only had a couple of bronks in the little pasture--and she would just like to know what she was going to _do_?
She should think that the least Johnny and Bland could do would be to come back and--do _something_ about the horses.

They surely must have seen Jake running away, and Johnny would have sense enough to know what that meant.
But Johnny, as it happened, was wholly absorbed in other things.

He was not thinking of horses, nor of Mary V, nor of anything except flying.