"If I can do anything for you let me know, Jeff."
"Thanks. If you would just not mention to anyone that I am connected with this for a little while."
"Oh, I see. Greenfield again, I suppose? What are you up to anyway,
Jeff; buying another gold brick?"
Worth explained his plan for a power plant and Greenfield's proposition.
"Hell!" exclaimed the dignified official. "You can't tell me that you are going to build a railroad into Greenfield's town just to get a dinky little power plant in your own district. I'm not from New York, Jeff."
To which Jefferson Worth answered from behind his mask: "The Basin needs a railroad."
The next day Greenfield sought the railroad office in haste. "I understand that you have decided to build that branch road."
The official, who had received his guest with the dignified courtesy befitting one of his position, smiled at the other's manner as a gracious sovereign might smile on granting a subject's petition.
Greenfield accepted the smile as an assent. "May I ask when you will begin the work?"
"I cannot say exactly, Mr. Greenfield. The survey will probably be made at once and the work begun as soon as it is possible to assemble men and material."