We said good-by and then looked out of the window to see him start off with his red wagon that rattled and clanged and banged with all the tinware inside it and hooked on the outside of it. We watched till he turned the corner and was out of sight. “Now,” says I, “what d’you calc’late he was talkin’ about?” “Haven’t any idee,” says Binney. “Power-houses,” says Tallow, “and havin’ to have things, because if you haven’t got ’em you are that much short, and if you got to have ’em and you hain’t got ’em, why, you hain’t got somethin’ that you can’t git along without. That’s about it, hain’t it?” “You don’t say it so’s it’s very clear,” says I. “Maybe you kin do better,” says he. “I hain’t sayin’ so,” says I. “But there’s somethin’ important mixed up in it.” “Yes,” says Mark. “Zadok always knows what he’s t-t-talkin’ about.” “Pervidin’ he’s talkin’ about anything at all,” says I. “But he was,” says Mark, “and I’m goin’ to f-f-find out all I kin about p-power-stations, and see how they match up with havin’ to have what you can’t git along w-w-without.” “And you better see about sellin’ them bowls and things,” says Tallow. “Perty soon we’ll have the warehouse cram full, and then what?” “Then we’ll have to eat ’em,” says Mark. “I seen Wiggamore come in town this mornin’,” says Tallow. “Um!... Wonder what he’s up to. Bet it’s s-s-somethin’ nasty. Tell you what, Tallow, you and Binney skin out and keep an eye on him. He d-d-don’t know you like he’d know me. Stay around as clost to him as possible, and see how much you kin h-hear of what he’s sayin’. And remember it. Don’t forgit anythin’. You never kin tell when a word will be mighty important. If he talks to anybody, r-remember who it is. Git to hear as much as you kin, and don’t lose sight of him a minnit.” CHAPTER XI Just before quitting-time Tallow and Binney came back to the mill and we all went into the office to find out what they had found out. “Where’d you l-leave Wiggamore?” says Mark. “Hotel,” says Binney. “Went up to his room to git ready for supper.” “How’d you git along?” “Fine,” says Tallow. “We found Wiggamore and another man just leaving the hotel, and we walked along right behind. They done a lot of talking about rainfall and dams and power, and then mentioned our dam, and Wiggamore says there was a little difficulty there, but it wasn’t worryin’ him, ’cause he figgered to be able to git our property about whenever he wanted to. ‘What’s worryin’ me more,’ says he, ‘is that piece across the river. They call it the Piggins Meadow,’ he says. Then he says to the other man: ‘That’s why I got you down here. I look to you to take care of it. We’re going to see Miss Piggins now. I’ve explained about it before.’ “‘Yes,’ says the other man.