"No wonder Rodaine wanted it." "I 'll sye so!" exclaimed Harry, again to stand and stare, his mouth open, his mustache spraying about on his upper lip in more directions than ever.

A long time of congratulatory celebration, then Harry led the way to the far end of the great cavern.

"'Ere it is!" he announced, as he pointed to what had seemed to both of them never to be anything more than a fissure in the rocks.

"It's the thing that saved my life." Fairchild stared into the darkness of the hole in the earth, a narrow crack in the rocks barely large enough to allow a human form to squeeze within.

He laughed.
"You must have made yourself pretty small, Harry." "What?
When I went through there?
Sye, I could 'ave gone through the eye of a needle.