"What's this?" exclaimed the watchman, as he noticed the White Rocking
Horse near the elevators. "This toy is out of place! He belongs over
near the counter. Some clerk or customer must have left him here when
the store closed last night. I'll take him back," and, picking up the
White Rocking Horse, the watchman carried the toy back to where it
belonged. And the Horse did not dare give even the smallest kick. He
dared not show that he had been alive and in a race.

The watchman walked back toward the elevator, and saw the skate that
had come off the Elephant's foot. He did not see the Elephant who was
hidden behind the pillar.

"Well, I do declare!" exclaimed the watchman. "The clerks here are
getting very careless! This roller skate belongs over in the sporting
section. I'll take it there."

He picked it up and walked away. When he was gone, and the light of
his lantern no longer gleamed, the Calico Clown slowly raised his
head.

"Now you can go on with the race," he said.

"No, the race is spoiled for to-night," answered the Horse. "It will
soon be daylight, and the clerks and shoppers will be coming in."

"Yes, and I would have to go to the other part of the store to get
back my roller skate," said the Elephant. "I find I cannot get along
on three. We'll have the race to-morrow night, Mr. Horse."

"That will suit me very well," said the proud, brave steed.