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Page 59
"We don't know whether the money has gone beyond recall or not,"
replied Sandy. "I don't believe Will and George ever left the old
shaft unguarded. They are still somewhere in this vicinity!"
Carson now blustered up to Sandy and pointed an accusing finger into
the lad's face. Sandy regarded him with indifference.
"Now that your story of the robbers has been disproved," Carson
shouted, "you may as well tell me who took my money. If I had not the
courage to make this investigation in person, that cheap story of the
robbers would have held good for all time!"
"That's a horse on me, all right!" admitted Sandy. "I don't know
where the robbers are, unless they went up through that old shaft, and
it doesn't seem as if the boys would permit that!"
"Too thin! Entirely too thin!" declared Carson. "A moment ago you
tried to tell me that the money wasn't hidden near Tunnel Six at all,
but was hidden back there near the cross-cutting."
"We had good reason to believe it was hidden there!" replied Sandy.
"We found a burned ten dollar banknote there just after a dynamite
explosion had taken place."
"That would naturally lead to the supposition that the money had been
hidden there!" Mr. Buck exclaimed.
"Come to think of it," Sandy went on, "I believe that was one of
Ventner's tricks. I believe he blew down those pillars and burned the
banknote for the express purpose of making us search two or three
weeks in the wrong place. I guess we have underestimated that
fellow's ability. He's a keener man than I supposed!"
"I don't quite see the point to that," Elmer suggested. "When you say
that Ventner probably caused you to dig in the wrong place, you admit
that he must have known something about the right place. Now, how
could he have known anything about where to look for that money?"
"I don't know," replied Sandy. "But when you say that he might have
known exactly where to look, you set him down as a fool, because he
has been searching a long time and never came upon it until today."
"I think I can understand that," Mr. Buck said. "This man you speak
of probably knew where to find the money provided he could discover
the right drift, bench, chamber or tunnel. Like Mr. Carson, here, he
could doubtless go straight to the cache if directed into the right
apartment."
While the four stood together at the bottom of the chamber, their
searchlights making the place as light as day, an exclamation came
from the shaft above, followed by two pistol shots.
Carson dropped to his knees and began twisting at his automatic, which
had in some way become entangled in the lining of his pocket.
"There are your robbers!" he shouted. "Put out your lights!"
"Don't you do anything of the kind!" argued Sandy. "Get out of range
of the old shaft and keep your lights burning so you can shoot any one
who drops down! I guess we have them hemmed in!"
"It's a scheme to get away with my money!" shouted Carson.
"I wish you had your old money chucked down your throat!" exclaimed
Sandy. "I'm getting sick of the sound of the word!"
All members of the party now drew back toward the dip, where they were
entirely concealed from any one in the old shaft.
Directly there was a rattling of shale and slate, and then the lights
showed the figure of Tommy sitting astride the peak of the pyramid.
"What are you fellows trying to do down there?" he asked.
"We're looking for Carson's money?" replied Sandy.
"Did you get it?" the boy demanded.
"Not yet!"
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