“This is Monday,” said Lemrech. “I’ll fix it so we can see Flanders here by Wednesday noon. We’ll leave the book of formulas hidden right where it is and he sha’n’t have a sight of it until he shows us his money. I wouldn’t trust him to pay up if he had the book. He knows well enough we couldn’t sue him.”
“Oh, yes, you want to get your money first,” answered Tex Norris.
After this the men talked the matter over for a quarter of an hour longer. Then there came a hail from the distance.
“There’s that farmer who said he might give us board,” remarked Lemrech. “Come ahead.”
“We don’t want to fix up the deal with Flanders at a boarding house,” complained Norris.
“Oh, no. We’ll fix it up right here. And I’ll make the time Wednesday noon sharp.”
“What do you think we ought to do, Jack?” questioned Fred, when the two men had departed.
“Don’t you think we ought to search the cabin and see if that book of formulas is anywhere around?” questioned Andy.
“We might do that. But the chances are the men have hidden the book where we couldn’t very well find it. I think the best thing we can do is to hurry to Beldane and send Mr. Stevenson a telegram to come at once.”