Sal rubbed her eyes and looked.
'A white woman!' she exclaimed, and then felt afraid.
What could a white woman want here? How did she get there?
Sal looked at her long and earnestly, and something in the woman's face seemed familiar to her.
Where had she seen a face like that?
She must call Jim Dennis and let him act as he thought best.
She roused him and he started up.
'Is it late, Sal?'
'No, early, about five'
'What has happened?' he said sharply, noticing the scared look on her face.