Johnny was in the supe's shack. I'd left Beemish outside, explaining to him that it were best he did so. Johnny was alone. I asked him what I wanted and he showed me the sheet. I happened to look through the window and saw Beemish's face through the glass. He was watching us. I smiled grimly at him and nodded my head to show him that I'd gotten what he wanted.
He was impatient, inwardly excited; it showed in the sudden jerky sound of his high voice:
"Well? Did you find out?"
"Yes," I said. "Funny thing, Sorensen's working on my shift and in the same stope. Of course we don't ask anyone their name, but usually somebody knows."
"So what do we do now?" he asked. "Tell you what," I said. "Come along with me. I've got to get things ready. And by the time I'm through, the rest of the shift will be there."
He was willing.