The great man took out his watch.
"Isn't it almost time for O'Connel to signal?"
"It is nearing the time."
"I wonder if he will have any tidings for us?"
"I certainly hope so." The wish was uttered with deep sincerity. A speculation was forming in the young operator's mind as to how he was going to pacify the irascible gentleman before him should no tidings come.
"Since I'm here I believe I'll drop down and wait until you get into touch with the Siren."
"It is liable to be quite a little while. Sometimes there is delay."
"No matter. I've nothing especial to do to-day."
With sinking heart Bob turned away and began to fuss with his oil can and a bit of cotton waste.
"As you will, sir," was all he said.