“Did you see the letter?”
“Yep; it was for Brewster all right.”
“Then this is where we get ahead of him,” chuckled Dan. “What time does that train go through?”
“About a quarter past three, I think. By Jove, though!”
“What?”
“We’re a couple of idiots! It doesn’t stop unless there’s some one to get off or on! I’d forgotten that.”
“So had I,” answered Dan glumly. “When’s the next one?”
“Not until evening, I guess, and that’s the one Jake’s letter will go on. Smart, aren’t we?”
“Got any money on you?”