The inquiry, idly made, produced an unexpected result, visibly throwing
the expert out of his imperturbable composure; he flushed, stammered,
and bit his lip before he successfully conquered his confusion:
"I--eh--oh, yes," was his reply. "I've been a dinner guest at the New
York house several times; been sent for on a pinch to help out. Then
Mr. Galbraith summons me there occasionally for consultation on
business matters. The Belleport place is attractive, isn't it?"
"It's corking!"
"I suppose you spend a lot of time over there," ventured Snelling,
lighting a gold-tipped Egyptian cigarette and offering Bob one.
Something in the question, he could not have told what, caused Robert
Morton to dart a quick, furtive glance at the speaker.
Mr. Snelling was smoking and blowing indifferently into the air filmy
rings of smoke, but through it the disconcerted young man encountered
his penetrating gaze.
"I don't get over there very often," said Bob. "This invention keeps
me rather busy."
"Of course, of course!" was the cordial response.
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