I could not decide whether he was lost in thought regarding the robbery and subsequent events or whether, in keeping with his frequent practice, he had thrown his brain out of gear and switched his thoughts from the case on the theory that further cogitation would not be advantageous. When I had rejoined him in our sitting room prior to our departure, he was in the process of instructing Billy about a cablegram, and I deduced that it was to Dandy Jack, our only acquaintance in Brent. Such proved the case, since the aged four-wheeler and bay horse were at the station when we alighted, along with the familiar driver. "Where to, gents?" he queried when we were seated in the conveyance. "The end of the spur line." "I figgers you mean by the tin mine," said the driver, gigging the bay into motion. "When you've dropped us there, return to the station," said Holmes. "There will be two more men coming, and you are to bring them to the same place." "Few folk come to Brent, but in case, how'll I know .
