I do not
want you to speak to a human being about my plans. There are
some fellows that would like to know them. They must not."
The foreman grinned understandingly.
"I'm your man."
"I knew you were. You have a switch key of course?"
"Sure."
"Then I want you to bring your switch key here at half-past two
o'clock tomorrow morning. You have crowbars in the tool house,
have you not?"
"Yes."
"Bring two of them with you."
"What are you going to do?"
"Never mind now. I'll tell you when you come around in
the morning. Do you think you can wake up in time?"
"Sure, I can."
"You may sleep on my car if you wish."
"No; I have a bunk in the tool house. I will come back and sleep
there after supper."
"Excellent. Do you want an alarm clock?"
"No; I have one in the shanty. I often sleep there when I expect
a call to go out on the road during the night."
"I am right, am I not, in my understanding that unless I get
away on forty-two I shall not be able to leave here before
noon tomorrow?"
"That's right. You are not going on forty-two, then?"
"I think not."
"The other fellows going on forty-two?"
"No; they will not be through billing here before
sometime tomorrow."
The foreman grinned.
"I smell a rat," he said.
"Don't. It might not be healthful for you if you were to be
too wise.
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