Ralph rapidly related all he had learned. Adair listened intently. He reflected for a moment or two after the young fireman had finished his recital. Then he said:
"Fairbanks, this is of great importance, but I can"t neglect the city case. You helped me on another similar case once."
"Yes," said Ralph.
"Also aided me in running down those switch tower wreckers."
Ralph nodded.
"Good work, and you did n.o.bly in those affairs. Let me think. Yes, I"ll do it! Here, I want you to go straight to the a.s.sistant Superintendent at Afton."
"You mean to-night?"
"Right away. I will give you a letter. No, hold on, I"ve got a better plan."
Again Adair consulted his watch. Bustlingly he hurried through with his preparations for departure. Then he left the house, swung down the street briskly, and, Ralph accompanying him, proceeded to the railroad depot.
He wrote out a long telegram and handed it to the night operator. Then he came back to Ralph.
"See here, Fairbanks," he remarked. "I"ve fixed this thing as I want it, and you are one of the few persons I would trust in a matter like this."
"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Adair."
"I know your ability from past experience. It won"t do to neglect following this clew to the silk robbers. I have wired the a.s.sistant superintendent for an official request that you be detailed on special duty in my department. Wait here for the reply. Then start out on the trail of those thieves, and report to me day after to-morrow, when I shall return to Stanley Junction."
"All right," said Ralph, "I may be able to accomplish something."
"I think you will, judging from your present success in a.s.sisting me,"
said Adair.
Ralph had to wait nearly an hour after Adair had left on a special.
Then a reply came to the telegram. The operator, as instructed by Adair, handed the message to Ralph. It read:
"Fairbanks, freight fireman, detailed for special work in another department."
"It"s all right," said Ralph to himself, as he started homewards. "Now to trace down Ike Slump and the other train robbers."
CHAPTER VI
ZEPH
The young fireman reported at the roundhouse early in the morning, showing the telegram to Jim Forgan, but not until the foreman had got out of sight and hearing of the other men in the place.
"H"m!" commented Forgan laconically, "I don"t like this."
"Indeed, Mr. Forgan?" smiled Ralph.
"I don"t, and that"s the truth of it--for two reasons."
"What are they, Mr. Forgan?"
"First, it interrupts a regular run for you."
"But I may not be away two days."
"Next, it gives that Jim Evans a chance to take your place, and I don"t trust the man."
"Neither do I," said Ralph pointedly, "and I may have something important to tell you about him when I return."
Ralph found Zeph industriously chopping kindling wood when he got back home again. The young fireman went into the house, explained his new employment to his mother, and then called to Zeph.
"You wanted some work, Zeph," he said to the farmer boy.
"Sure, I do," cried Zeph with unction.
"Very well, I think I am authorized to offer you a dollar a day."
"Steady job?" inquired Zeph eagerly.
"No, it may not last, but it is in the railroad service, and may lead to your further employment."
"Good," commented Zeph. "What do they want me to do--engineer?"
"Scarcely, Zeph," said Ralph, smiling. "I simply want you to take me back to the Ames farm and direct me about the locality."
Zeph looked disappointed.
"Why, what"s that kind of work got to do with railroading?" he said.
"You shall know later."
"All right. You"re too smart to make any mistakes and too friendly to do anything but good for me, so I"m your man."
"Very well. First, then, tell me the location of the Ames farm."
Zeph did this, and Ralph ascertained that it was about five miles west of Brocton.
Ralph secured some money, and in an hour he 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.