There was a little laugh from the others, and he knew he had done wisely, when they clumsily expressed their satisfaction at his escape. He had, at least, discredited Jake, and it was evident that if the man made any more assertions of a similar nature, which was very unlikely, no one would listen to them.
In the meanwhile, nobody else seemed to be aware that anything unusual was going on. All had happened in a minute or two, and the clanging of the fiddle and the patter of the dancers’ feet had drowned any sound that rose from the dynamo-room. Nasmyth had not long to wait before Gordon stepped in and quietly set about his surgical work, after someone had dipped up a little water from the sluice.
“Yes,” said Gordon, “it’s quite a nice clean slice, and I guess it’s not going to trouble you much, though you won’t walk very far for a week or two. As soon as we can get you to the dam, I’ll put a proper dressing on.” Then he looked up sharply. “In the meanwhile, I don’t quite see how you cut yourself like that.”
“As a matter of fact, I didn’t,” said Nasmyth, with evident reluctance. “I suppose you will have to be told.” He looked round at the others. “Boys, I particularly don’t want this thing to go any further.”
He related what had happened, and one of the men stood up. “I wouldn’t worry over that,” he replied. “We’re not going to talk, and if Jake does, one of us will pound a little sense into him. Now I’ll slip out and get Highton’s team.”
After that they gave Nasmyth some cider, and a few minutes later he limped out through the opening in the wall and across the plank they laid above the sluice to 85 the waiting waggon. It was not far to the dam, and before very long Gordon was back again at the mill. It naturally happened, though he was anxious to avoid her, that Laura Waynefleet was the first person who accosted him.
“Have you seen Mr. Nasmyth?” she asked.
“Oh, yes,” said Gordon. “I saw him a little while ago. You are wanting him?”
Laura laughed. “I believed I promised him another dance. It’s a little curious he hasn’t come for it.”
“In one way it’s deplorably bad taste.”