"They're coming back!" thought Ned. "I'd better hide until they go. Then
I'll hurry back to the dinner!"
The footsteps and voices sounded nearer. Some persons came into the
house. They stumbled about in the darkness. Then a voice asked:
"Are you sure it's safe to talk here?"
"Those are not high school pupils!" Ned said softly to himself.
"They're men!"
"It's the safest place in the world," someone replied, in answer to the
first question. "No one here but ourselves. Now then, how far have you
got with the plans?"
"I had a letter from the lawyers in New York. It seems they have heard
from Wright & Johnson and they're going to fight us. Wright & Johnson
have written to Frank, so I've heard, but he's puzzled over the whole
affair and don't know what to do. Oh, it's safe enough. We've only got
the boy to look after and he will never know how to proceed. Besides, old
Dent, his uncle, has the wool pulled over his own eyes so thick he'll
never make any trouble. I tell you it's safe, and in a few months the
property will be ours."
"Where is his--" but Ned could not catch the end of the sentence before
the other man replied:
"Good quiet place.
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