Then you could climb up, and hold that twine down on the other side." The man grinned, and, though Alfreton remembered that he was not usually so tractable with him, proceeded to do Winston's bidding.

When he came back there was a twinkle of comprehension in his eyes, and Winston, who cut off the length of twine, smiled at Alfreton.
"It is," he said dryly, "only a little idea of mine." They drove on, and reaching Winnipeg next day, went straight to Graham the wheat-broker's offices.

He kept them waiting some time, and in the meanwhile men with intent faces passed hastily in and out through the outer office.

Some of them had telegrams or bundles of papers in their hands, and the eyes of all were eager.

The corridor rang with footsteps, the murmur of voices seemed to vibrate through the great building, while it seemed to Alfreton there was a suggestion of strain and expectancy in all he heard and saw.