Strickland. You're sure they can't be traced?
Benson. I had one wagon take them to a vacant lot, and another wagon take them to the station.
Strickland. Good!
Benson. I checked them through to Chicago. Here are the checks. [He hands them over.] What train do we take, sir?
Strickland. I take the midnight. You follow me some time next week. We mustn't be seen leaving town together.
Benson. How will I find you in Chicago?
Strickland. You won't. You'll take rooms somewheres, and I'll take rooms somewheres else till it's all blown over. When I want you I'll put an ad in the "Tribune."
Benson. You don't know when that will be, sir?
Strickland. As soon as I think it is safe. It may be two weeks. It may be a couple of months. But you will stay in Chicago till you hear from me one way or the other. You understand?
Benson. Yes, sir.