"Shall we get at those plans now?"
"Right away."
Turner brought out paper and pencil, and, having cleared the top of his table, he began to work.
First he drew a large circle on the paper, and at one edge of it he made a cross.
"That there cross is Calamont," he said. "Where we be now; and all that's inside of the ring I've made lies to the east of here, from nor'-nor'east to sou'-sou'east—and east. You understand?"
"Perfectly."
"Well, jest about in the middle o' that ring is the place where I think them fellers would hide. It's the best place for them."
"Tell me about it before you draw anything; or, rather, talk while you are drawing."
"That's jest what I'm going to do. Now, you follow my pencil and pay attention."
"Go ahead," said Nick.