Sal clapped her hands in delight, and her eyes sparkled. She really looked a handsome woman at that moment, and so thought Rodney Shaw as he saw her hurry away in her eager desire to find Willie.
'I'll have her,' he muttered. 'Abe Dalton must do the trick. He can manage it, and he shall.' The look on his face was not pleasant to see.
Sal knew nothing of race-courses, and had only been to Swamp Creek three or four times.
She was helpless, and blundered about in the crowd until, by good chance, she came across Constable Doonan. She at once recognised a friend, and recalled what Willie had told her Doonan had said about her.
The constable recognised her, and was surprised to see her in such a place.
'Where is Willie?' she asked. 'Please tell me where I can find him. Mr Shaw told me he had won the race.'
'Mr Shaw!' said Constable Doonan. 'Have you been with him?'
'I met him a few minutes ago. He said Willie had won.'
'I hope you do not have much to say to Rodney Shaw,' said Doonan.
'No, I do not like him. I am afraid of him. He is a bad man, and he is no friend to Jim Dennis,' she said.