inevitable delays, and his foreman will misunderstand, and all that.
You ought to know more about that than I do."

Orde nodded, his eye abstracted.

"It's a child-like scheme," commented Newmark. "If I'd had more
knowledge of the business, I'd have seen it sooner."

"I'd never have seen it at all," said Orde humbly. "You seem to be
the valuable member of this firm, Joe."

"In my way," said Newmark, "you in yours. We ought to make a good
team."



XII


Sunday afternoon, Orde, leaving Newmark to devices of his own,
walked slowly up the main street, turned to the right down one of
the shaded side residence streets that ended finally in a beautiful
glistening sand-hill. Up this he toiled slowly, starting at every
step avalanches and streams down the slope. Shortly he found
himself on the summit, and paused for a breath of air from the lake.

He was just above the tops of the maples, which seen from this angle
stretched away like a forest through which occasionally thrust roofs
and spires. Some distance beyond a number of taller buildings and
the red of bricks were visible. Beyond them still were other sand-