“I saw some one.”
“It was William Jarvey!”
“Jarvey! Are you sure?”
“I am certain of it. Now what do you think of that!”
“I’m sure I don’t know what to think, Dave. Maybe he is making his headquarters here, the same as Ward Porton.”
“I am going to try to find out. Come on.”
Our hero made a quick mental calculation as to the ground plan of the ranch homeland then he and Roger began to work their way from one room to another, and then through a long, narrow hallway, until they reached the other side of the building. Here they paused at the end of the hallway to listen.
From a room close at hand came a murmur of voices. By straining his ears Dave made out the tones of William Jarvey. The former bookkeeper for the Mentor Construction Company was evidently talking to another man, but what was being said was not distinguishable.
“It’s Jarvey all right enough,” whispered Dave.