"What ridiculous nonsense are you talking, Zeph?"
"You'll see whether it's nonsense or not when some day I walk in on you with a fortune. Now, this is on the dead quiet, Fairbanks?"
"Oh, sure," laughed Ralph.
"Very well. I met a fellow the other day, who is a car finder."
"Mr. Drury, you mean?" asked Ralph.
"How did you know ?" questioned Zeph in surprise.
"He told me he had met you, and agreed with me that you were a pretty fair kind of a fellow."
"Did he?" said Zeph, very much pleased at the double compliment. "Well, I got interested in his business and he finally gave me a—a—well a job, you might call it."
"Salary big, Zeph?"
"No salary at all," responded Zeph. "It's a partnership deal. If I find certain property, I am to have a big reward to divide with him."
"What kind of property?"
"Diamonds."
"Oh, going digging for them?"
"Don't make fun of me, Fairbanks," said Zeph in a slightly offended tone. "This is a fair and square business proposition. About five years ago a car was lost, presumably on the Great Northern.
