it--can't say more now. What? One o'clock at the bank? Right, I'll
be there. Good-by."

A few moments later McNabb entered the office. "Well, did you look the
proposition over? Ye see by the map how we can get the paper to the
Bay. What d'ye say? Take it, or leave it?"

"I'll take it," answered Wentworth.

"An' ye'll start to-morrow?"

"Why--it's pretty short notice--but--yes, I'll start to-morrow."

Old John McNabb drew a check which he handed to Wentworth.

"Expenses, an' a month's advance salary," grunted the older man.

"And when do you want a report on the mill site?"

"As soon after the ice goes out as you can make it."

"And you will be up during the summer?"

"Some time in July--I've got to be there on the first of August to
close that option. Take those location papers with ye. Ye'll need
them, an' the map--I have another copy in the vault at the bank. I'll
bring 'em up when I come, so if somethin' comes up so you couldn't be
at the post on the first of August, it won't hold up the deal. Run
along now, I must catch the 11:45 train for Grand Rapids--see you in
July."