The trail we have broken stops here." "But what do you mean to do ?" "Help Scott at the Clermont, until he's forced to give up." "Sit down and light your pipe," said Agatha.

"We must talk about this." He obeyed and picked up his pipe.

Although he did not light it, its touch was soothing and he wanted to keep cool.

Agatha sat down opposite on a fallen trunk and presently went on: "To begin with, the mine must be worked, not sold, and I need help." "You can get a good manager for the wages you'll be able to pay." Agatha's color was higher, but she gave him a steady look.

"I want a man I know and trust.