No doubt they were waiting in the secluded gloom for the other men apparently necessary for that secret conference.

Kurt had sensed this event and he had determined to be present.

He tried not to conjecture.

It was best for him to apply all his faculties to the task of slipping unseen and unheard close to these men who had involved his father in some dark plot.
Not long after Kurt hid himself on the other side of the freight-car he heard soft-padded footsteps and subdued voices.

Dark shapes appeared to come out of the gloom.