From time to time the former engineer shot a swift glance out of the corner of his eye up and down the street.
Annixter jumped at a conclusion.

An idea suddenly occurred to him.

Dyke was watching to see if he was observed--was waiting an opportunity when no one who knew him should be in sight.

Annixter stepped back a little, getting a telegraph pole somewhat between him and the other.

Very interested, he watched what was going on.