"Here," spoke the assistant superintendent, summoning a messenger, "take that wire for Stanley Junction. Fairbanks, do you happen to know that you have done an amazing thing?"
Ralph shook his head with an uncertain smile.
"Well, you have. I have wired the Junction that you can't go back to-night."
"But my leave of absence was only temporary."
"Don't let that disturb you at all," said the assistant superintendent. "The road needs you here at present. I fancy the road will be very likely to acknowledge your services of to-night. You have prevented the theft of half a million dollars."
Ralph started at this monstrous statement. It seemed incredible.
"That is right. The real owner of the sum will probably give you a bank calendar free, or sue the Great Northern for delay. All the same, the road feels its obligation to you, and I want you to know it. You will have to stay here till we get this matter straightened out. You see, you are the only person who can identify those robbers—if they are caught. You will stay at my home to-night."
The assistant superintendent then went over the entire matter in detail, and Ralph heard an interesting story.
