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be my imaginationā ā€”Iā€™m not sure of it. I told you the manager appeared just in the middle of the little scene, but I forgot to tell you that the driver went up to him and said something in a low tone, and the manager started and looked at me and seemed annoyed. But it was very slight and only for a second; I would have noticed nothing only for what went before. He was quite polite and friendly immediately after, and I may have been mistaken and imagined the whole thing.ā€

ā€œBut it works in,ā€ Hilliard commented. ā€œIf the driver saw what you were looking at and your expression, he would naturally guess what you had noticed, and he would warn his boss that you had tumbled to it. The manager would look surprised and annoyed for a moment, then he would see he must divert your suspicion, and talk to you as if nothing had happened.ā€

ā€œQuite. Thatā€™s just what I thought. But again, I may have been mistaken.ā€

They continued discussing the matter for some time longer, and then the conversation turned into other channels. Finally the clocks chiming midnight aroused Merriman, and he got up and said he must be going.

Three days later he had a note from Hilliard.

ā€œCome in tonight about ten if you are doing nothing,ā€ it read. ā€œI have a scheme on, and I hope youā€™ll join in with me. Tell you when I see you.ā€

It happened that Merriman was not engaged that evening, and shortly after ten the two men were occupying the same armchairs at the same open window, their glasses within easy reach and their cigars well under way.

ā€œAnd what is your great idea?ā€ Merriman asked when they had conversed for a few moments. ā€œIf itā€™s as good as your cigars, Iā€™m on.ā€

Hilliard moved nervously, as if he found a difficulty in replying. Merriman could see that he was excited, and his own interest quickened.

ā€œItā€™s about that tale of yours,ā€ Hilliard said at length. ā€œIā€™ve been thinking it over.ā€

He paused as if in doubt. Merriman felt like Alice when she had heard the mock-turtleā€™s story, but he waited in silence, and presently Hilliard went on.

ā€œYou told it with a certain amount of hesitation,ā€ he said. ā€œYou suggested you might be mistaken in thinking there was anything in it. Now Iā€™m going to make a suggestion with even more hesitation, for itā€™s ten times wilder than yours, and there is simply nothing to back it up. But here goes all the same.ā€

His indecision had passed now, and he went on fluently and with a certain excitement.

ā€œHere you have a trade with something fishy about it. Perhaps you think thatā€™s putting it too strongly; if so, let us say there is something peculiar about it; something, at all events, to call oneā€™s attention to it, as being in some way out of the common. And when we do think about it, whatā€™s the first thing we discover?ā€

Hilliard looked inquiringly at his friend. The latter sat listening carefully, but did not speak, and Hilliard answered his own question.

ā€œWhy, that itā€™s an export trade from France to Englandā ā€”an export trade only, mind you. As far as you learned, these peopleā€™s boat runs the pit-props to England, but carries nothing back. Isnā€™t that so?ā€

ā€œThey didnā€™t mention return cargoes,ā€ Merriman answered, ā€œbut that doesnā€™t mean there arenā€™t any. I did not go into the thing exhaustively.ā€

ā€œBut what could there be? What possible thing could be shipped in bulk from this country to the middle of a wood near Bordeaux? Something, mind you, that you, there at the very place, didnā€™t see. Can you think of anything?ā€

ā€œNot at the moment. But I donā€™t see what that has to do with it.ā€

ā€œQuite possibly nothing, and yet itā€™s an interesting point.ā€

ā€œDonā€™t see it.ā€

ā€œWell, look here. Iā€™ve been making inquiries, and I find most of our pit-props come from Norway and the Baltic. But the ships that bring them donā€™t go back empty. They carry coal. Now do you see?ā€

It was becoming evident that Hilliard was talking of something quite definite, and Merrimanā€™s interest increased still further.

ā€œI daresay Iā€™m a frightful ass,ā€ he said, ā€œbut Iā€™m blessed if I know what youā€™re driving at.ā€

ā€œCosts,ā€ Hilliard returned. ā€œLook at it from the point of view of costs. Timber in Norway is as plentiful and as cheap to cut as in the Landes, indeed, possibly cheaper, for there is water there available for power. But your freight will be much less if you can get a return cargo. Therefore, a priori, it should be cheaper to bring props from Norway than from France. Do you follow me so far?ā€

Merriman nodded.

ā€œIf it costs the same amount to cut the props at each place,ā€ Hilliard resumed, ā€œand the Norwegian freight is lower, the Norwegian props must be cheaper in England. How then do your friends make it pay?ā€

ā€œMethods more up to date perhaps. Things looked efficient, and that manager seemed pretty wide-awake.ā€

Hilliard shook his head.

ā€œPerhaps, but I doubt it. I donā€™t think you have much to teach the Norwegians about the export of timber. Mind you, it may be all right, but it seems to me a question if the Bordeaux people have a paying trade.ā€

Merriman was puzzled.

ā€œBut it must pay or they wouldnā€™t go on with it. Mr. Coburn said it was paying well enough.ā€

Hilliard bent forward eagerly.

ā€œOf course he would say so,ā€ he cried. ā€œDonā€™t you see that his saying so is in itself suspicious? Why should he want to tell you that if there was nothing to make you doubt it?ā€

ā€œThere is nothing to make me doubt it. See here, Hilliard, I donā€™t for the life of me know what youā€™re getting at. For the Lordā€™s sake explain yourself.ā€

ā€œAh,ā€ Hilliard returned with a smile, ā€œyou see you werenā€™t brought up in the Customs. Do you know, Merriman, that the thing of all others weā€™re keenest on is an import trade that doesnā€™t pay?ā€ He paused a moment, then added slowly: ā€œBecause if a trade which doesnā€™t

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