"
"No, I wasn't being shadowed, Buck, but my principal enemy was coming
down the gangplank right behind me, and--"
"So was my principal enemy," Ogilvy interrupted. "What does our enemy
look like?"
"Like ready money. And if he had seen me shaking hands with you, he'd
have suspected a connection between us later on. Buck, you have a
good job--about five hundred a month."
"Thanks, old man. I'd work for you for nothing. What are we going to
do?"
"Build twelve miles of logging railroad and parallel the line of the
old wolf I spoke of a moment ago."
"Good news! We'll do it. How soon do you want it done?"
"As soon as possible. You're the vice-president and general manager."
"I accept the nomination. What do I do first?"
"Listen carefully to my story, analyze my plan for possible weak
spots, and then get busy, because after I have provided the funds and
given the word 'Go!' the rest is up to you. I must not be known in
the transaction at all, because that would be fatal. And I miss my
guess if, once we start building or advertising the building of the
road, you and I and everybody connected with the enterprise will not
be shadowed day and night by an army of Pinkertons."
"I listen," said Buck Ogilvy, and he inclined a large speckled ear in
Bryce's direction, the while his large speckled hand drew a scratch-
pad toward him.
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