"He doesn"t know as much about it as we do."
"Then I wish we knew less. How long do you think the track would stand if we left it alone?"
"Until we got paid," said Festing. "It might stand for some time afterwards."
He fixed his eyes on Charnock and waited. Bob had expressed some praiseworthy sentiments about making a good job, but this was a different thing from living up to them when it would cost him much.
What they ought to do was plain, but Festing admitted that the sacrifice required an effort. Then, somewhat to his surprise, Charnock looked up with a smile.
"You"re not sure of me yet, Stephen, and I don"t know that you can be blamed. It"s a nasty knock, but we have got to bear it. Stop there a few minutes."
"Where are you going?"
"To bring Kerr back and show him the damage. He"ll have to lay off the gravel gang while we pull down the bank."
Festing waited. Bob would stand by him, but he felt anxious. It would be an expensive business to rebuild the track and the frost would make things worse. In fact, if they had any more trouble of the kind, they might be ruined. Then he got up as he saw Kerr coming along the line.
In an hour or two the rails were up and they began to pull down the rockwork that faced the bank. The ragged stones cut their numbed hands, their backs ached with lifting heavy weights, and they stumbled under the loads they carried up the snowy incline. They had, however, help enough, for Charnock went away for a time and came back with three or four men from the construction gang. Festing noted that although he made them useful, he did not give them the hardest work. He refrained from asking how Charnock got the men, but was not surprised when the foreman arrived and inquired in forcible language what they were doing there.
"Let me answer him," said Charnock. "I feel in the mood. It"s my first chance of letting myself go; as long as you"re working for wages the advantage is with the boss. Besides, I think I ought to do something for the boys, who can"t talk back."
Festing admitted that he talked very well. Charnock had a keen eye for the ridiculous and a pretty wit, and was no longer handicapped by the fear of being dismissed. While the foreman replied with coa.r.s.e but rather meaningless abuse, Charnock"s retorts had a definite aim and hit their mark. He indicated with humorous skill the defects in his antagonist"s looks and character, and Festing"s gang laughed uproariously, while the borrowed workmen applauded as loudly as they durst. At length, the foreman, breathless and red in face, gave up the unequal contest and returned to his first question.
"If you came for an argument, you"ve got it, and I can go on for some time yet," Charnock replied. "However, if you really want to know why the boys are helping me, you can ask Mr. Norton at the bridge."
The foreman retired, muttering, but not towards the bridge, and Festing looked hard at Charnock.
"I was anxious for a moment," Charnock admitted. "But I didn"t think he"d go. For one thing, I knew he knows Norton doesn"t like him."
"Then I"ll leave you to deal with Norton if he hears about the matter.
Now you have had your amus.e.m.e.nt, we had better get on."
The short rest and laughter had refreshed the gang and they made good progress. As the holes between the frames deepened, the work got harder and the footing bad, because they were forced to stand on slippery ledges while they pa.s.sed the heavy stones from man to man. Charnock was ready with jocular sympathy if one fell or a stone bruised somebody"s hand, and his jokes spurred on the weary. It got dark soon in the hollow, but as the light faded the flame of a powerful blast-lamp sprang up and threw out a dazzling glare. The lamp belonged to the company, and Festing did not ask Charnock how he had got it. Bob had his own methods, and it was better to leave him alone. When the whistle blew, the latter turned to the borrowed men.
"Go to our shack, boys, and get supper there. I told the cook to fix up something extra, and dare say you"ll find it better hash than yours. I"d like you to come back to-morrow, but am afraid it"s risky."
CHAPTER XXIV
THE CHINOOK WIND
The frost got more rigorous, drying the snow to a dusty powder in which Festing"s lumber gang floundered awkwardly. Had there been a thaw, the surface would have hardened, but now they were forced to move the logs through loose, billowy drifts. The men sank to their knees, it was difficult to find a fulcrum for the handspikes, and the logs would not run well on the beaten roads. The latter broke into holes, and the dry snow r.e.t.a.r.ded the smooth sliding of the lumber like dust. One could not touch a saw or ax-head with the naked hand.
Festing had seen that he might be embarra.s.sed by hard frost, but had not expected it to continue. On the central tablelands of British Columbia winter is severe, but near the coast and in valleys open to the West the mitigating warmth of the Pacific is often felt. He had imagined that when his work upon the track was hindered the snow would help him to bring down lumber ready for use when a thaw set in. Now, however, wages were mounting up and little work was being done. He began to wonder what would happen if a change did not come.
One morning he knelt in a hole below the track, holding a drill. He wore mittens, but the back of one was split and showed a raw bruise on his skin. It needs practise to hit the end of a drill squarely, and Charnock, who swung the big hammer, had missed. The worst was that the bruise would not heal while the temperature kept low. They were sinking a hole through frozen gravel that was worse to cut than rock, because the drill jambed in the crevices and would not turn. But for the frost, they need not have used the tool; a hole for the post they meant to put in could have been made with a shovel, without using expensive powder.
When he thought they had gone deep enough Festing got up and looked about. White peaks glittered against a vivid blue sky. The pines sparkled with frost and the snow in their shadow was a soft gray. The river looked as black as ink, except where it foamed among the rocks, and the gorge echoed with the crash of drifting ice that shocked and splintered on the ledges. The light was strong, and rocks and trees far up the slopes stood out, harshly distinct. As he turned to the West, however, he noted a faint haziness and shading off in the outline of the hills.
"I don"t know if that softness means anything, and hardly believe it does," he said. "When I made up the wages book last night and saw what the work we have been able to do has cost us, I got a shock. The boys are a pretty good crowd, and if we pay them off we won"t get them back; but it"s obvious we can"t go on long like this."
Charnock nodded. "How much money have we left?"
When Festing told him he looked thoughtful. "I didn"t know things were quite as bad! Well, I suppose I could get another cheque, but don"t want to put too much strain on Sadie"s generosity. She might imagine I"d got on a jag! There are drawbacks to having a character like mine; it"s easier lived up to than got rid of. However, what do you suggest?"
"We"ll hold on while the money lasts."
"The plan"s simple, as far as it goes. It"s remarkable how short a time money does last and how hard it is to earn. Sadie misled me about that; she used to hint that I had only to apply my talents and pick up the cash; but since she"s a business woman, she ought to have known better.
The virtuous path is about as rocky as luck can make it; but perhaps you take something for granted if you allow that making money is virtuous."
Festing frowned impatiently. "One ought to pay one"s debts."
"One"s generally forced," Charnock replied. "But I think I see what you mean. We undertook this contract and must carry it out if possible.
Sadie would agree. She"s like her father, and the old man often said: "It"s safe to deal with Keller"s. When you put up the money, we put up the goods." But let"s get the powder."
Opening a box, he took out a stick of yellow material that looked rather like a thick candle. A big copper cap was squeezed into one end, and from the cap there trailed a length of black fuse. Festing put the stick into the hole and cautiously filled this up with frozen soil, leaving a short piece of fuse sticking out. While he was feeling for his matches Kerr arrived.
"You are making trouble for me," the latter began. "You did the square thing in pulling out the weak frames, but they"re not replaced, and I can"t run the gravel train across the spot. As the back track is nearly ballasted up, I don"t know how I"m going to use the locomotive and cars."
"The frost is stopping us," said Festing. "It is not our fault."
"That"s so, but my chiefs at headquarters don"t want to know whose fault it is. Their method, as you ought to know, is statistical--we"re given a number of men and tools, and the value of the work done must equal the expense. It"s the only standard for judging an engineer. His business is to overcome the difficulties, and if he"s unable he"s obviously of no use."
Charnock grinned. "Employers" logic! Piffle of that kind only goes when there are more engineers than jobs. I imagine there"ll be a change some day."
"I"m sorry Dalton"s gone back," Kerr resumed. "He"s a friend of yours, and would have seen what we"re all up against. But there"s another thing; the boys are beginning to kick. We have had to lay off the ballast gang for a day now and then, and they claim they"re not getting a square deal. One fellow told me we oughtn"t to have given the contract to a man without capital to carry him over a set-back. He said if you"d had money you could have hired extra labor and kept to schedule, and in the end it wouldn"t have cost you more."
"The argument is sound," Festing agreed. "In fact, it shows more understanding than I"d expect the boys to use."
Kerr looked hard at him. "I suspect that somebody is stirring them up.
You see, they haven"t demanded more wages yet; they only claim that I ought to hustle you."
"The fellow"s object isn"t very plain, but I"ve no doubt the demand for bigger pay will come. Well, we can"t hire more help, and if there"s no change soon, the frost will break us without your bothering. We"ll do our best until then."
"We"ll leave it at that," said Kerr, with a sympathetic nod; and when he went away Charnock turned to Festing.
"Wilkinson"s the man, and as the boys have a real grievance he"ll find them easy to work on. That means I"ve got to write to Sadie."
"No," said Festing. "If you write, I stop. Your wife has sent you money enough, and I"m afraid some of it is lost. We must trust to luck, and in the meantime we"ll fire the shot."
He blew a whistle and then striking a match lighted the fuse and hurried away. A minute or two later, lumps of frozen gravel flew about the track and showers of smaller fragments scattered the snow. As Festing came out of his shelter a man with an angry look advanced along the line.
"Why don"t you warn folks before you shoot off your rocks?" he asked.
"My partner whistled," Charnock answered. "What"s the matter, anyhow?
Did the shot jar your nerves?"
"A rock a foot across mighty near jarred my head! A smaller piece got me plumb on the ribs."