Burgess nodded.
“Right,” said he. “And all the time we are hanging around we’ll be busy laying off the land with the surveyor’s stuff, eh?”
“Yes,” replied Ashton-Kirk.
“Anything else?” asked the man.
“No.”
Burgess nodded and took his departure.
Ashton-Kirk, in spite of the fact that he had talked freely upon certain points of the case with Scanlon, had said little or nothing as to his movements in the immediate future.
Nevertheless there was something in the air of the study which seemed to promise action—sharp, light-producing action—and the big man was pleased.
“You seem to be getting ready for a little something,” spoke Mr. Scanlon.
The other smiled.