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Leckhard laughed. "Anything on top of earth, from Brissac or Jack Benson or Frisbie chasing somewhere on a light engine, to Gallagher or Folsom coming out with a string of empties. Oh, you're not likely to find much dead track anywhere after you get over the mountain." Ford swung up beside Hector, who had been listening. "You see what we're in for, Hector.
But Brian MacMorrogh argued with equal emphasis that this was a mere begging of chances. Without a telegraph wire to verify the guess, no man could say at what hour one of the trains of empties would pull through to Saint's Rest; and whatever the hour, Leckhard would doubtless turn the engine and crew to double back with Adair's car.
Lidgerwood's conductor was coming down the platform of the Crow's Nest with his orders in his hand, and McCloskey made ready to swing off. "I can reach you care of Mr. Leckhard, at Copah, I suppose?" he asked. "Yes. I shall be back some time to-morrow; in the meantime there is nothing to do but to sit tight in the boat. Use my private code if you want to wire me.
The word was spoken while he was oiling around for the man-killing extra service. "Pretty well knocked out, Michael?" asked Leckhard, by way of preface. "I am thot, Misther Leckhard. 'Tis the good half of lasht night, all day yestherday, and thin some." "It's tough. But if any of the other men were in, I should still ask you to go. Mr. Ford is in a pinch, and Mr.
"My name is Leckhard," announced the man-of-all-work, "and I represent the engineering department. I saw it was Mr. North's car, and " "And you came to see what you could do for the vice-president and general manager," Adair finished for him. "Mighty sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Leckhard, but my name isn't North; it's Adair, and I'm only a director.
At Ten Mile, which was a relay station in the upper canyon for the halting of supplies and material for which there was no room at the ever-advancing "front," they stopped to try for track-clearings. As Leckhard had foretold, the operator could give them little help. Two hours earlier, a train of empties in two sections had left the end-of-track, coming eastward.
Then she turned and darted away like a frightened animal. Leckhard was drawing a chair up to face Lidgerwood. "Did she give you a turn?" he asked, when Lidgerwood reached up and turned the desk-lamp on full again. "Not exactly that, though it was certainly startling enough. I had no warning at all; when I looked up, she was standing pretty nearly where she was when you came in.
The perversity of things, animate and inanimate, was beginning to wear upon him. "Go and tell Callahan to keep after Orton until he gets word that Mr. Leckhard has returned. Then have him get Leckhard himself at the other end of the wire and call me," he directed. "Since there is only one man besides myself in Angels who knows the private-office code, I'd like to know what that message said."
He resigned at once by wire to the executive committee in New York, and two days later he took a steamer from Galveston for nobody knows where; health trip doctor's orders Leckhard said. I sent Frisbie over to be acting manager of the system, pending the president's er recovery from his sudden illness. Leckhard says the New York people are burning the wires trying to get word to Mr. Colbrith."
She didn't seem to see me at all, and she was talking crazily all the time to some one else some one who isn't here." "I know," said Leckhard; "she has done it before." "Whom is she trying to find?" asked Lidgerwood, wishing to have his suspicion either denied or confirmed. "Didn't she call him by name? she usually does. It's your chief clerk, Hallock. She is or was his wife.
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