“Simply want to get into the service so as to have the privilege of riding around on engines when I want to. It sort of introduces me, you see.”
“What do you want to ride around on engines for?” asked Ralph. “You can’t afford to waste your time that way.”
“Waste my time? waste my time?” repeated Zeph. “Huh, guess you don’t know what you’re talking about! I’m on the trail of a big fortune.”
“You don’t say so.”
“I do. Ralph Fairbanks, I’ll let you into the secret. You’ve been a good friend to me, and you shall help me.” 127
“What ridiculous nonsense are you talking, Zeph?”
“You’ll see whether it’s nonsense or not when some day I walk in on you with a fortune. Now, this is on the dead quiet, Fairbanks?”
“Oh, sure,” laughed Ralph.
“Very well. I met a fellow the other day, who is a car finder.”
“Mr. Drury, you mean?” asked Ralph.