Carnally saw impatience and suspicion in his face.
"I'm asking a good many questions, Jake," Andrew went on: "but I'm in the unfortunate position of having to look after matters I know nothing about. That's a rather remarkable qualification for a director."
"It isn't altogether unusual," Carnally replied. "I could point out one or two men who couldn't tell a pump from a rock drill, and control mining concerns."
"It sounds surprising. How's it done?"
"By hiring subordinates with brains and keeping a careful eye on them."
"I'm serious, Jake. The Company pays my expenses and two hundred dollars a month while I'm in Canada. It's the shareholders' money; I feel that I ought to earn it."
"You may have trouble."
"That won't matter. I've had only a few words with the mine boss, Watson. What kind of man is he?"
"He's straight; a smart manager underground, good at timbering and getting ore out; but that's as far as he goes."
"Well, we'll look at the workings."