At last, however, footsteps came that way. Both watchers crouched lower
and waited.
The new-comer approached the place rather uncertainly. At last, however,
he stood revealed. Tom Reade felt like yelling in his utter astonishment.
For President Bascomb, of the Melliston Company, now stood before them.
After a glance about Mr. Bascomb walked slowly up and down, as though he
were waiting for some one.
Dick, of course, did not know Mr. Bascomb. However, as Tom kept silent
the young soldier did the same.
"What on earth can Bascomb be doing here?" Tom wondered. "Is he, too, one
of the conspirators? It is unbelievable! Yet with what speed he obeyed
Evarts's summons to come and bail him out! It makes me feel like a sneak
to be here spying on the president of the company that employs me---and yet
there's something here that certainly must be looked into!"
Fifteen minutes more dragged by, with Mr. Bascomb walking impatiently back
and forth, occasionally heaving a deep sigh or catching at his breath.
"Our worthy president is much excited, at any rate," Reade said to himself.
Finally steps were heard, both by Bascomb and by the pair who watched him.
Then another man came upon the scene.
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