“Where did they assign the boob?”
“To watch the dam. Tried to tell you last night.”
“Dugan and I were calling on him then.”
“Going up?”
“To-morrow.”
“Shoot one for me.”
Two soft clicks and all was still.
So Mr. Dawson was coming to call in the morning. Well, Scott was glad to know it. Moreover, it made him feel that he was fairly safe from any visitors before that time. With this assurance he rolled in his blanket and went to sleep.
CHAPTER XVII
AN ATTEMPT AT BRIBERY