As you've already heard explained, any delay, now, is going to lose us our charter as sure as guns." For more than a mile and a half the brisk walk continued.

At last Rutter halted, pointing to a stake driven in the ground.
"See the nail head in the top of the stake ?" he inquired.
"Yes," Tom nodded.
"You'll find a similar nail head in every stake.

The exact point of the plummet of your bog-line must centre on the middle of that nail head.

You can't be too exact about that, remember." Turning to one of the chainmen, Rutter added: "Jansen, take a rod and hustle along to the next stake." "Yes, sir," answered the man, and started on a run.

Nor did he pause until he had located the stake.