"Lie low and watch out. That's all in the meantime. I want the man who fixed the wire across the road to give himself away."
"Don't you know who he is?"
"I think I know. It's not quite enough."
"Perhaps it's not," Jake agreed. "You want to be able to show other folks he did the thing? The trouble is, he may try again!"
"Then it will be my fault if he gets me. I've had fair warning."
"Your nerve is pretty good; I knew this before," Jake remarked. "Well, I suppose nothing's to be said about it until you have some proof? Now we'll go back to breakfast."
They returned to Langrigg, and after breakfast Jim went to the marsh, where the men he had engaged were at work. Soon after he had gone, a car from Dryholm came up the drive and Carrie met Bernard Dearham on the steps.
"I came to ask how Jim is. Lance told me about the accident," he said. "I expect you won't let me see him yet?"
"You might see him if you crossed the marsh. He is getting busy there," Carrie replied.
"But he was unconscious when Lance left."