"Hi'll swear Stevens p'id for them! I give you the word of a Hinglish gentleman!" Without another word Aldous opened the cabin door and was gone, leaving Stevens quite as much amazed as the little Englishman whom everybody called Curly, because he had no hair.
Aldous went at once to the station, and for the first time inquired into the condition that was holding back the Tete Jaune train.

He found that a slide had given way, burying a section of track under gravel and rock.

A hundred men were at work clearing it away, and it was probable they would finish by noon.

A gang boss, who had come back with telegraphic reports, said that half a dozen men had carried Quade's hand-car over the obstruction about midnight.
It was seven o'clock when Aldous left for the Miette bottom.

He believed that Joanne would be up.