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"I'm satisfied, on Reade and Hazelton's report," declared Mr. Haynes. "I know these young men, and I'd trust my life or my fortune to their honesty or their judgment alike." "I'm satisfied, too," nodded Ellsworth. "I can say the same," nodded Mr. Hippen. "Then we hardly need to look or inquire further," laughed another of the intending investors, pleasantly.
Then he began: "Don Luis, in my recent absence a telegram came for me. Mr. Hippen, though a director of our railway, is not familiar with the telegraph code that we use in our inner office. This telegram, sir" unfolding it "is from my private secretary, a most careful and trustworthy man of affairs.
"If it's a telegram," said Mr. Hippen, "I'm a director in the same road. It may be on railroad business. I'll take the telegram." It was turned over to him. Mr. Hippen broke the seal of the envelope, took out the enclosure and read it. Then he read it aloud, as follows: "Train thirteen wrecked this forenoon." It was signed by President Haynes's secretary. "Humph!" said Mr. Hippen.
Then, by a mighty effort, Reade recovered himself and laughed easily. "This is a pleasant surprise, Mr. Haynes! And you, Mr. Ellsworth, and you, Mr. Hippen." "And we're equally surprised to find you here, Reade, and you, Hazelton," rejoined President Haynes. "But we feel more at home, already.
"I cannot blame you in the least for your passing doubts, but I am glad they have been set at rest by these capable and honest young engineers. And now, Senores Reade and Hazelton, shall we resume our interrupted ride in the car?" "You are about to have more visitors, I see," announced Mr. Hippen, from a corner of the porch.
"Here is a telegram that came for you, Mr. Haynes," said Mr. Hippen, quietly, handing over the sheet. "Of course, Reade and Hazelton are not going to sign with any one else." "Pardon me," said Mr. Haynes, and let his glance fall on the telegram. Any one noting the railway president's face at that moment would have noted a quick, though suppressed, change there. "Don Luis," went on Mr.
Slowly the car started clown the drive. "Oh, Don Luis!" called Mr. Hippen, running to the corner of the porch. "Stop!" said Montez to his chauffeur. "Mr. Haynes is signaling you," continued Mr. Hippen. "I think he wants to say something to you." Don Luis turned, and beheld the president and the general manager of the A.G.& N.M. Railroad hastening toward the gate.
"Drive down to the gate and await the gentlemen there," was Don Luis's next order. Mr. Hippen, too, started down the roadway, seeing which Dr. Tisco reached his side and went with him. There was a general meeting of the different parties at the gate. "I signaled you, Don Luis, to inquire if Ellsworth and myself might go on your drive with you?" explained Mr. Haynes.
They were President Haynes, General Manager Ellsworth and Director Hippen of the A.G.& N.M. Railroad. These gentlemen Tom and Harry had served in railroad work in Arizona, as told in "The Young Engineers in Arizona." Now, in a flash, it was plain to both young Americans why Don Luis had wanted them, especially, to report favorably concerning El Sombrero Mine.
"Bid our Hugh there rin hame for his hippen clouts lest he make of himself a shame," he cried; "'tis not fair that we should have to fight with babes." "Mayhap he will be as David to your Goliath, thou great gomeril!" replied the Earl with equal good humour, seeing his cousin Hugh blush and fumble uncomfortably at his arms.
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