"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. Be on time and say nothing. How far is it to the next town?"