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Page 56
"If I do get out," replied Sandy with a grin, "you'll wish I hadn't!"
Carson turned to Elmer's father and the bank cashier, and the three
consulted together for a short time. Then Elmer's father came closer
to where Sandy was standing.
"Why do you say that?" he asked. "Why do you think we will wish you
had remained in case you are sent out of the mine?"
"Because I was left here to prevent robbers getting out of the
gangway. They're further in, and have captured three of my chums."
"All nonsense!" shouted Mr. Carson breaking into the conversation
impatiently. "These breaker boys never tell the truth!"
"Are you Mr. Buck?" asked Sandy, speaking an undertone to Elmer's
father. "Because if you are, you'll find Elmer just a short distance
ahead. He's on guard, too. He didn't want his uncle to recognize
him, because he says he's always getting up an argument with him."
"I'm glad to know that Elmer is attending to his duty," Mr. Buck
answered. "Somehow," he continued with a smile, "Stephen Carson
always rubs Elmer the wrong way of the grain."
"What's he butting in here for?" asked Sandy, while the cashier of the
Night and Day bank and the miner stood by waiting for the peace
negotiations to conclude.
"Why, he came in to get his two hundred thousand." replied Mr. Buck.
"He thinks he knows now right where he left it."
"Does he often get foolish in the head like that?" asked Sandy with a
grin. "If he does, he ought to hire a couple of detectives to keep
track of him when he is wandering out in the night!"
"Oh, Stephen is usually a pretty level-headed sort of a fellow!"
replied Mr. Buck. "He is out of humor just now because he has always
denied that he visited the mine during his two weeks of absence. He
is one of the men who dislike very much to be caught in an error of
any kind."
"So he knows where the money is?" asked Sandy.
"He says he can find it if he can secure the services of Canfield, the
caretaker. He remembers now of getting in the mine, and of hearing
footsteps in the darkness. His impression at that time was that
robbers had followed him in, so he unloaded the banknotes in a small
chamber which he is now able to describe accurately but which he
cannot, of course, find."
"Was the money hidden on this level?" asked Sandy.
"Yes, on this level."
"In this gangway?"
"He thinks it was hidden here."
"Right about here, or further on?"
"Right about here," was the answer, "he seems to remember something
about Tunnel Six. He thinks he hid the money there! As soon as he
finds Canfield, the caretaker will probably be able to tell him
exactly how Tunnel Six looks."
"It looks all in a mess right now! I can tell you that," grinned
Sandy.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that there's been doings here!" replied Sandy.
"Are there really robbers in there?"
"Sure, there are robbers in there!"
"Then perhaps we'd better bring in a squad of deputies."
"If you'll just let us boys alone," Sandy said, "we'll bring the money
out if it's anywhere in the mine, but if this man Carson goes to
butting in at this time, he'll have to dig out his own money. He
won't believe there's any robbers in there, and he wants to fire me
out of the mine, so I guess we'd better let him go his own gait a
little while."
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