"Rutter, do you feel equal to running this field corps until either Blaisdell or I can take charge again ?" "No, I don't chief," replied Jack.

"I've sent a wire to Howe, urging him to come here and take charge." "Howe can't come," replied the chief.

"If he does, the construction work will go to pieces.

This corps will have to be led by someone now present." Morris and Rice gazed eagerly at their chief.

Butter showed his relief at being allowed to hack out from full control.
As for Timothy Thurston, he let his gaze wander from face to face.
"Reade!" he almost whispered.
"Yes, sir!" answered Tom, stepping gently forward.