With a pistol, a telephone, and Pharaoh I'm safe enough.

And now, good night; you fellows had better be getting home as I must be up early to-morrow and want to sleep while I can." On the following morning about five o'clock Higgs and I were awakened by some one knocking at our door.

I rose and opened it, whereon in walked Quick, a grim and grimy figure, for, as his soaked clothes and soiled face told us, he had but just left his work in the mine.
"Captain wants to see you as soon as possible, gentlemen," he said.
"What's the matter, Sergeant ?" asked Higgs, as we got into our garments.
"You'll see for yourself presently, Professor," was the laconic reply, nor could we get anything more out of him.
Five minutes later we were advancing at a run through the dense darkness of the underground city, each of us carrying a lamp.

I reached the ruins of the old temple first, for Quick seemed very tired and lagged behind, and in that atmosphere Higgs was scant of breath and could not travel fast.

At the doorway of the place where he slept stood the tall form of Oliver holding a lamp aloft.