'What for?' asked Sal.
'Business, so he said,' answered Willie, 'whatever that means.'
The lad finished his meal and left the room.
They were quickly mounted, Silas and the boy, and rode off in the direction of Barker's Creek, for Willie had told him where he had seen Doonan.
'You "copt" him there this morning. You must have given Neptune a rare good spin,' said Silas.
'He wants it,' said Willie. 'Long and strong work he wants. That won him the cup. Do you know how I felt, Silas, when he was winning?'
'No, lad, but I'd like to.'
They were riding at a good pace, and the old hand thought, 'What a seat the boy has! He can beat me with all my knack of doing it.'
'I felt just like shooting through the sky on a comet,' said Willie.
'As fast as that?'