IX
THE DETECTIVE OF SCIENCE
The morning of my arrival at Grand Teton station, on my return from
the East, Andrew Hall met me with a warm greeting.
"I have been anxiously expecting you," he said, "for I have made some
progress towards solving the great mystery. I have not yet reached a
conclusion, but I hope soon to let you into the entire secret. In the
meantime you can aid me with your companionship, if in no other way,
for, since the defeat of the mob, this place has been mighty
lonesome. The Grand Teton is a spot that people who have no particular
business out here carefully avoid. I am on speaking terms with
Dr. Syx, and occasionally, when there is a party to be shown around, I
visit his works, and make the best possible use of my eyes. Captain
Carter of the military is a capital fellow, and I like to hear his
stories of the war in Luzon forty years ago, but I want somebody to
whom I can occasionally confide things, and so you are as welcome as
moonlight in harvest-time."
"Tell me something about that wonderful fight with the mob. Did you
see it?"
"I did.
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