"Wait till I come over, Vibach. I can't get away directly; but I'll be with you in about an hour."
I laughed. "That shows which you're thinking of most, the bus or the pilot. But all the same I'm glad you approve the scheme. I don't want——"
"Let me speak to Harden a moment," he burst in very sharply. "I've forgotten something I want to tell him."
"Of course I'll be careful, you silly ass."
"Did you hear what I said, Vibach?" he demanded in the tone of impatient authority. "Tell Harden to speak to me at once."
"Has that mechanic of mine turned up?"
Whoever Schiller might be, he was a hot-tempered fellow and curses began to be waved over the line. Intelligible enough, seeing that I had told him how I meant to escape.
"Not, eh? Well, clap him under arrest when he does. And look here, that woodenhead Fritz who drove me over chose to leave the car just when I wanted him to bring me here. That must be dealt with too. It might have been most serious. Any one could have run off with the car, you know."
Even this gratuitous piece of further information did not soothe him and more curses came along.
I laughed. "I thought you'd like to know that, Schiller."