Andrew's tone was impressive, and Wannop looked at him sharply.
"That doesn't seem to agree with your last remark."
"I've a plan for working a richer lode, but I can't tell you anything further, because the secret belongs to another man until the minerals have been recorded; and it wouldn't be fair to Leonard and the directors, who haven't been consulted about the project yet. When my plans are ready, they will be disclosed. Perhaps I'm straining your confidence."
"It will stand some strain. But are you sure that Leonard will be fair to you?"
"That is another matter," Andrew said quietly.
"Well, I'm glad you have told me something: it gives me a lead. It was obvious that you and Leonard were at variance. In fact, I've foreseen a split for some time, and if a side must be taken, I'd rather stand by you."
"Thanks! But it may get you into trouble."
Wannop lighted another cigar and then looked up with a chuckle.
"We're neither of us sentimentalists, but there's something to be said. You and I have always got on well, and when I married Gertrude you didn't lay such stress on the favor shown me in being allowed to enter the family as your estimable relatives did. Then we're the two whose abilities aren't held in much esteem, which is some reason why we should stick together. With all respect for the others, I sometimes think they're wrong."
Andrew laughed.