“I think I should like it of all things,” replied Philip, with some hesitation, “but what for.”
“Oh, it’s a big operation. We are going, a lot of us, railroad men, engineers, contractors. You know my uncle is a great railroad man. I’ve no doubt I can get you a chance to go if you’ll go.”
“But in what capacity would I go?”
“Well, I’m going as an engineer. You can go as one.”
“I don’t know an engine from a coal cart.”
“Field engineer, civil engineer. You can begin by carrying a rod, and putting down the figures. It’s easy enough. I’ll show you about that. We’ll get Trautwine and some of those books.”
“Yes, but what is it for, what is it all about?”
“Why don’t you see? We lay out a line, spot the good land, enter it up, know where the stations are to be, spot them, buy lots; there’s heaps of money in it. We wouldn’t engineer long.”
“When do you go?” was Philip’s next question, after some moments of silence.
“To-morrow. Is that too soon?”