So I ran my horse all the way home, to get Uncle Dave and the boys," she told him tremulously.

And then she added, with her tantalizing half smile, "I believe that horse of mine could beat Smoky or Skeeter, if I was scared that bad at the beginning of a race." Bud, in sheer gratitude for her anxiety over him, patted Honey's hand and told her she must have broken the record, all right, and that she had done exactly the right thing.

And Honey went to bed happy that night..