What you and I must do at once is to search for provisions and lamps and tools; if there are no poisonous gases set free, it is a mere question of time.

My poor child has a hard life before her; but only live, and we shall be rescued." These brave words comforted Grace, as they were intended to do, and she accompanied her father down the one passage which was left open after the explosion.

Fortunately this led to a new working, and before he had gone many yards Hope found a lamp that had been dropped by some miner who had rushed into the hall as the first warning came.

Hope extinguished the light, and gave it to Grace.
"That will be twenty-four hours' light to us," said he; "but, oh, what I want to find is food.

There must be some left behind." "Papa," said Grace, "I think I saw a miner throw a bag into an empty truck when the first alarm was given." "Back! back! my child!" cried Hope, "before that villain finds it!" He did not wait for her but ran back, and he found Ben Burnley in the neighborhood of that very truck: but Burnley sneaked off at his approach.