"I don't, but as he's agent for an engineering company, I dare say he's
looking for orders. Hulton's are buying new plant."

"But he's often in your father's office and at your house, and Mr. Austin
doesn't buy machines."

"Then perhaps he's speculating in building lots; we deal in them," Carmen
rejoined with a laugh. "I sometimes meet my father's friends, but don't
ask them about their business."

She went on with her supper, and Daly and his companion sat down not far
off. The fellow was well dressed and on the whole a handsome man, though
there was nothing about him to excite marked attention. He looked a
little older than Foster, who studied him thoughtfully. Daly had sold
one or two machines in the neighborhood of the Crossing, but the business
he did there hardly seemed to warrant his visit. It was possible that he
made it an excuse for watching Featherstone, but Foster fancied that
Carmen knew more about him than she confessed.

"Perhaps you will visit Scotland before you come back," she said by and
by.

"It's possible. Featherstone's relations live near the Border."

"Then I dare say you will take a packet for me to Edinburgh."

"Of course," said Foster, who felt some surprise, and thought Carmen saw
this although she looked at him gratefully.

"I know you'll take care of it, and you don't ask questions; but you