"You got my telegram?" He asked it almost breathlessly. "Ah, _oui! oui, oui, oui_! _Sacre_, and you are the wizard!" "Hardly that." They were climbing into the bobsled. "I just had enough sense to put two and two together. On the train to Boston I got a tip about my case, something that led me to believe that the district attorney knew all the time that I was innocent. He had conducted experiments at the Bellstrand Hospital of which nothing had been said in the trial. Three famous doctors had been with him. As soon as I saw their names, I instinctively knew that if the experiments had turned out the way the district attorney had wanted them, he would have used them in the trial against me, but that their silence meant the testimony was favorable to me." "_Bon_!" Ba'tiste grinned happily. "And he?" "It just happened that he is now in the mill machinery business. I," and Houston smiled with the memory of his victory, "I convinced him that he should give me credit." "Eet is good. In the woods, there are many men. The log, he is pile all about the mill. Three thousand tie, already they are stack up." "And the woman--she has caused no trouble?" "No. Peuff! I have no see her. Mebbe so, eet was a mistake." "Maybe, Ba'tiste, but I was sure I recognized her. The Blackburn crowd hasn't given up the ghost yet?" "Ah, no. But eet will. Still they think that we cannot fill the contract. They think that after the first shipment or so, then we will have to quit." "They may be right, Ba'tiste. It would require nearly two thousand men to keep that mill supplied with logs, once we get into production, outside of the regular mill force, under conditions such as they are now. It would be ruinous. We've got to find some other way, Ba'tiste, of getting our product to the mill. That's all there is to it." "Ba'teese, he have think of a way--that he have keep secret. Ba'teese, he have a, what-you-say, hump." "Hunch, you mean?" "Ah, _oui_. Eet is this. We will not bring the log to the mill. We will bring the mill to the log. We have to build the new plant, yes, _oui_? Then, _bon_, we shall build eet in the forest, where there is the lumber." "Quite so. And then who will build a railroad switch that can negotiate the hills to the mill?" "Ah!" Ba'tiste clapped a hand to his forehead. "_Veritas_? I am the prize, what-you-say, squash! Ba'teese, he never think of eet!" A moment he sat glum, only to surge with another idea. "But, now, Ba'teese have eet! He shall go to Medaine! He shall tell her to write to the district attorney of Boston--that he will tell her--" "It was part of my agreement, Ba'tiste, that he be forced to make no statements regarding my innocence." "Ah, but--"