Joe reddened. Crooks went on:
“Well, what can we do about it? This is up to you, Locke. Start your game and I’ll back it. So will Joe.”
“I haven’t got enough evidence to start anything,” said Locke. “I hope to prove Garwood’s connection with the Peninsular when our application to the Transportation Commission comes up for hearing. Outside of that our best chance lies in investigating this Central Lumber Company. I’ll see what I can find out about them and you’d better get busy along the same line and pump every lumberman and dealer you know.”
Kent’s good spirits and increased cheerfulness were so noticeable that Jack Crooks, knowing of his recent flying trip, drew her own conclusions. Casually one evening she approached the subject.
“Of course you saw Edith?”
“Oh, yes, I saw her,” Joe replied.
“She must have been very glad to see you?”
Joe smiled enigmatically. “Well, Jack, she didn’t exactly fall on my neck. I don’t think I brightened up life for her to any extent.”
“Modest young man. Are you aware that you have worn a sunny smile ever since you returned? You can’t bluff me, Joe. Why don’t you own up?”
“Own up to what?” Joe’s smile became a broad grin.