“Very good. Let me see. There’s a train about 10 o’clock.”
“There is, if the strikers will let it run out,” said Morris.
“Oh, they will. I have arranged all that,” chuckled Bartlett. “They’ll even help it on, knowing I’m aboard.”
“That so?” muttered Morris. “You must have a pull somewhere.”
“I have, or at least money has, and I control the money,” grinned Bartlett. “You are to come with me down the line about twenty miles. You’ll be told then about this special job.”
Bartlett got up and bustled about. He packed a great many papers in a satchel, and finally announced that they had better be starting for the depot. 152
“Any little by-play you see on the train,” said Bartlett, “help along, mind you.”
“Why, what do you mean?” inquired Morris.
“You’ll see when we get there,” replied Bartlett enigmatically.
When they reached the depot the two men got aboard the one passenger coach of the night accommodation. There was a combination express car ahead. Ralph went to the messenger in charge and arranged to have free access to do as he desired.