"Uncle Seth," she complained, "I'm lonesome. The bookkeeper tells me
you're going up to the logging-camp. May I go with you?"
"By all means. Usually I ride in the cab with the engineer and
fireman; but if you're coming, I'll have them hook on the caboose.
Step lively, my dear, or they'll be holding the train for us and
upsetting our schedule."
CHAPTER XV
By virtue of their logging-contract with Pennington, the Cardigans
and their employees were transported free over Pennington's logging
railroad; hence, when Bryce Cardigan resolved to wait upon Jules
Rondeau in the matter of that murdered Giant, it was characteristic
of him to choose the shortest and most direct route to his quarry,
and as the long string of empty logging-trucks came crawling off the
Laguna Grande Lumber Company's log-dump, he swung over the side,
quite ignorant of the fact that Shirley and her precious relative
were riding in the little caboose in the rear.
At twelve-ten the train slid in on the log landing of the Laguna
Grande Lumber Company's main camp, and Bryce dropped off and
approached the engineer of the little donkey-engine used for loading
the logs.
"Where's Rondeau?" he asked.
The engineer pointed to a huge, swarthy man approaching across the
clearing in which the camp was situated.
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