Dr Tom shouted for his boy to saddle his horse, and the black fellow soon brought it round to the front.
They were not long before starting, and in due course arrived at Wanabeen.
Willie was out somewhere, and Sal went in search of him. She was not long in finding him, and when the lad heard Dr Tom was there he was overjoyed.
The doctor was as pleased to see him as Willie was to greet him.
'There's some good news for you, Willie,' said Dr Tom.
'What is it?' asked the boy, eagerly.
'How would you like to ride in a race, a real race, not a helter-skelter race with your dad? A dozen horses or more, my lad, and the colours up, and the people shouting and cheering and yelling themselves hoarse.'
'That would be grand,' he replied; 'but it's too good to be true.'
'Not a bit of it; ask your father,' said Dr Tom.
Willie looked at Jim Dennis, and his father said,—