Here Job paused and said:
"I'll let you into another secret, captain. From here there is another outlet, and a more comfortable one. We can't use it, not we rough men, because it's too near the house; but you can, because if you're found near the entrance, why, there'll be no questions asked."
"I see," said the captain. "I can say that I am taking a midnight stroll and a cigar."
"Will you have one?" asked Job, taking a bundle of cigars from a hole in the cave. "They're choice, they are; you can't buy 'em under five pounds a pound," and he paused.
"My share of the booty at present," said the captain. "I will light it when we get outside."
Job went to a corner and scraped some chalk from a small hole. He then inserted his hand in the hole and pulled out an iron rod like a bellpull.
This opened a small door a few feet farther along the chalk road, and Job nodded to it.
"Here you are, captain. It's a better road than the other; not so back-breaking: You'll want a light," and he held out the lantern.
"Thanks," said the captain.