Haworth sat down near him with a dogged face.
"Nay," he replied, "nor me either."
They sat and stared at each other for a moment in silence. Then Murdoch drew a long, wearied breath.
"But it is done," he said, "nevertheless."
After that he got up and began to make his preparations to go home while Haworth sat and watched him.
"I shall want to go away," he said. "When I come back I shall know what the result is to be."
"Start to-morrow morning," said Haworth. "And keep close. By the time you come back——"
He stopped and left his chair, and the bell which called the hands to work began its hurried clanging. At the door he paused.
"When shall you take it away?" he asked.