Then I'm with you--and I wish to Heaven we'd something to do! What I can't stand is this forced inaction, this hanging about, waiting, wondering, speculating--and doing naught!" "We may be in action before you know it's at hand," said Fullaway.

"In these cases you never know what a minute may bring forth.

All we can do is to be ready." He led the way to the nearest telegraph office and waited while Allerdyke sent off his messages.

The performance of even this small task seemed to restore the Yorkshireman's spirits--he came away smiling.
"I've told my housekeeper to pack a couple of trunks with what I want, and to send my chauffeur, Gaffney, up with them, by the next express," he said.

"I feel better after doing that.