race

I was reading it at dinner hour, and I had just got to the chariot race when school went in.

I cried bitterly, and asked Miss Stacy to forgive me and I’d never do such a thing again; and I offered to do penance by never so much as looking at Ben Hur for a whole week, not even to see how the chariot race turned out.

And shields a stranger race.

Let’s run a race and see who’ll get to the bed first.”