“For goodness sake, then, what is the matter?”
Dick slumped into a chair, removed his hat and ran his fingers through his hair.
“Mr. Scott,” he began, “we’ve been pretty good friends and I’m going to take you into my confidence. Something is troubling me. Perhaps you can help. Perhaps——” he paused, regarding the other perplexedly.
“You can depend on me,” the other did not hesitate. “What is it?”
“It concerns the dinosaur.”
“Dinosaur!” gasped the factor.
“Yes. I’ve decided that I’m going to do something about it. Have you ever seen it, Mr. Scott?”
The factor shook his head. “No, never,” he answered. “I’ve heard of it though. I was here two years ago when Donald Frazer went up to look at it. Quite a curiosity, I believe.”
“You’re right. It is. It must be a very valuable fossil. I believe that Frazer was right when he told us, Sandy, Toma and me, that it was very valuable. No doubt, some museum somewhere would be glad to pay real money for it.”
“I shouldn’t wonder. But what are you driving at, Dick? You’re the most restless scamp I ever saw. Exactly what is on your mind now?”