and Zeph stepped aboard the cab of a locomotive attached to a load of empties due to run down the line in a few minutes.
They reached Brocton about noon. Ralph proceeded down the tracks towards the railroad cut which had been the scene of the landslide.
He turned off at the wagon road and soon, with his companion, was started westward in the direction of the Ames farm.
"Zeph," he said, "did you hear anything of a train robbery here the other night?"
No, Zeph had not heard of it. Then Ralph questioned him closely as to the night Ames had loaned his wagon to strangers and gained a few more particulars relating to the silk robbers.
"There is the Ames farm," reported Zeph at last.
Ralph had already planned out what he would do, and proceeded to instruct his assistant as to his share in the affair.
"Zeph," he said, "I do not wish to be seen by Ames, nor must he know that you came here with a stranger."
"Am I to see him?"
"Yes," answered Ralph, taking a package from under his coat.
"Why, that's the package I lost!" cried Zeph.
"The same."
