“You might go over and claim it,” answered Strong.
“I think I will, just to see old Winckel’s face.”
Strong turned to Ted.
“Dear lad,” he said, “what you did isn’t the kind of thing that can appear in the newspapers, but it is the kind about which history is made. It is a big job you have accomplished. The men who sent you down to us made no mistake in their judgment as to what you could do. Sir Robert Wingate wanted to know all about you, I must have talked to him for more than twenty minutes on the telephone.
“Walker and I go to Ottawa on a late train today. They want to see me, to go over details.
“Well, let’s get busy with the last threads of what happened last night—we have to put it down on black and white for future reference. When do you want to return to Wayland, Ted?”
“I should like to go by Saturday, if it can be arranged,” answered Ted.
“Well, I think it can be done. I shall return tomorrow night or early the following morning. You will be free for these two days. Have a good time; remember, we pay all your expenses—nothing is too good for you. If you can, come down the day after tomorrow. I may have some news for you.”
“I shall be glad to come down,” answered Ted, as he wondered at the news to which Strong had reference.
They spent a half hour or more going over the events of the evening, Strong’s secretary taking notes. Then Ted left and returned home.