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"It's that fellow Struve," he explained to the astonished

engineer in the shaft-house. "I found him down below. It seems

that Fraser took him down the Jackrabbit and he broke loose and

worked through to our ground."

"Do you want any help in taking him downtown, sir? Shall I phone

for the marshal?"

His boss laughed scornfully.

"When I can't handle one man after I've got him covered I'll let

you know, Johnson."

The two men went out into the starlit night and got into the

surrey. The play with the revolver had hitherto been for the

benefit of Johnson, but it now became very real. Dunke jammed the

rim close to the other's temple.

"I want that letter I wrote you. Quick, by Heaven! No

fairy-tales, but the letter!"

"I swear, Joe--"

"The letter, you villain! I know you never let it go out of your

possession. Give it up! Quick!"