41 Lure O Gold 1904

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The Lure o
Gold
"Thank you, Max," replied
Mr. Nason. "The
re so
Captain asked me to come down here, but as you
good, I will go up on deck a little while. The air here
makes my head spin like a top."
"Sorry you don t feel said
good," Fishley, sympa
"
thetically. Stay up as long as you like. You needn t
come back to the tunnel at all. We can skin this stuff
out in a few hours."
As soon as Mr. Nason had gone
it
occurred to me
that Max Fishley had simply been trying to get rid of
him.
The third officer appeared to be much relieved and
not a little elated by having been left in charge of the
work. As I looked at his face in the light of the flicker
ing lanterns, hanging from the low, grimy ceiling, it
flashed upon me that the hidden gold must be in that
shaft alley,
and that Fishley knew where it was. I
walked up and down the narrow lane in which the long
shaft was steadily turning, and peered carefully all
about.
In this occupation I was interrupted
of a sud
den by the third officer, who snarled forth:
Git to work, or git out o this here tunnel. If you
ain t able to do anything but walk around, I ain t got
no use for yeh. And anybody here," he went on, ad-