“Let’s retire for the night.”
“Second the motion,” I laughed.
CHAPTER X—THE WORK PROGRESSES
Brent’s discovery (if it was a discovery) did not trouble my slumber. I could understand Tom’s reaction to what Brent had shown us. He was familiar with the story of the camp, the reason and circumstances of the sale. Certain things were fixed in his mind. To have any of these details rudely upset jarred and puzzled him. I think he took Brent’s casual discovery more seriously than Brent himself did. As for me, I thought it of no importance at all.
You will recall that I mentioned three apartments as opening on a balcony. I slept in one of these; Tom and Brent occupied the other two. I was awakened in the morning by the clatter of dishes and descended to find the oblong table which served so many purposes laid for breakfast while the welcome aroma of coffee permeated the lodge. It was on that day (or perhaps the next) that the young fellow they called Piker Pete left us, but on that first morning after my arrival the whole eight of us breakfasted together. It was fine to see how Tom hobnobbed with the crew, laughing and joking and chatting about the work, without seeming to lose any of his authority. He was, I thought, the ideal boss for just such a job as was being done.
“What do you think of old Doc Gaylong here?” he said. “Looks over some old targets and finds that there were four instead of three people here when young McClintick lost his life. Tell ’em about it, Doc. Four shot holes on each target. He and our fountain pen adventurer here,” (that was myself), “are going to hunt for more evidence to-day while the rest of us are out in the woods. They’re going to have supper ready for us when we come back. I bet by to-night Doc Gaylong will know who the other fellow was who was here.”
“He didn’t get no proof by dot,” said Heinie. “Dot’s no sign yet. Maybe he would each shot four times—why not?”
“It would be more likely to be three if they did it that way,” I suggested. “It’s always three guesses, or three chances, or three shots. Why four?”
“He’s right,” exclaimed Tom.
“I don’t see how a fourth person here two years ago is going to help out with the work now,” Charlie Rivers said, never looking up from his plate.