“Three,” corrected Al.
“Let’s leave Lang out,” urged Curt.
“All right—we won’t watch him. But it’s bad, because we can’t talk over plans and tell him everything. There will be—a—a——”
“Strained relationship,” suggested Bob.
“Yes,” agreed Al.
“Well, pretend to be the same as ever, but keep your ideas to yourself,” Curt begged. “And—we’ll be watchful waiters.”
During the next week that was the only policy they would have been able to adopt. Nothing happened at all.
Al still carried parcels, on occasion, for rigger Sandy Jim Bailey, and improved his acquaintance with Jimmy-junior.
Mr. Wright’s absence from town during the entire week prevented them from consulting that detective. The comrades were thrown on their own resources.
“I don’t see that watchful waiting has gotten us very far,” commented Al as they rode home for lunch, Curt with the brothers, at noon on Saturday. The day’s work was over.