We are now one hundred and seventy feet below ground level, in a gallery of the abandoned coal mine which gave Coaldale its name, reached underground from the cellar in the cottage.

Roofs and walls of the entire place are shored up to insure safety, and heavy felts make this chamber sound-proof, smothering even the detonation of the guns.

Mr.Czenki is the man to do the work.

Mr.Kellner, for ten years, held him to be the first expert in the world, and it would be carrying out his wishes if Mr.
Czenki would agree.

If _he_ does not _I_ shall undertake it, _and flood the market!_" His voice hardened a little.