"Right now it is worthless, but the minute anybody found out I wanted it it would become extremely valuable.

The only way to do would be to see everybody at once and close the options before they could get to talking it over among themselves." "What time is it ?" she demanded.
He looked at his watch.
"Ten-thirty," he said.
"Then let's go and see all these people right away," she urged, jumping to her feet.
He smiled at her enthusiasm, but he was none loath to accept her suggestion.
"All right," he agreed.

"I wish they had telephones here in the woods.
We'll simply have to walk over to Meadow Brook and get an auto." "Come on," she said energetically, and they started out on the road.
They had not gone far, however, when young Tilloughby, with Miss Westlake, overtook them in a trap.

He reined up, and Miss Westlake greeted the pedestrians with frigid courtesy.

Jack Turner had accidentally dropped her a hint.