Be it further agreed between the said John McNabb, and the said
Canadian Wild Lands Company, Ltd., that aforementioned demand and
tender of payment shall be made at and in the store of that trading
post of the Hudson's Bay Company, situated upon the north shore of Gods
Lake, and known as Gods Lake Post.
Swiftly Wentworth stepped to the desk and, lifting the receiver from
its hook, called a number. "Hello! Wolverine Bank? I want to speak
with Mr. Orcutt. Hello, Mr. Orcutt? This is Wentworth--No, I don't
want any money. Listen, I must see you at once. I'm on the trail of
something big, and I need you to help swing it. There's a million in
it--can't say more now. What? One o'clock at the bank? Right, I'll
be there. Good-by."
A few moments later McNabb entered the office. "Well, did you look the
proposition over? Ye see by the map how we can get the paper to the
Bay. What d'ye say? Take it, or leave it?"
"I'll take it," answered Wentworth.
"An' ye'll start to-morrow?"
"Why--it's pretty short notice--but--yes, I'll start to-morrow."
Old John McNabb drew a check which he handed to Wentworth.
"Expenses, an' a month's advance salary," grunted the older man.
"And when do you want a report on the mill site?"
"As soon after the ice goes out as you can make it."
"And you will be up during the summer?"
"Some time in July--I've got to be there on the first of August to
close that option.
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