"My, but you are strong," said Noel, in open admiration. "I'd give a good deal for your muscles."
"Ye'll get the same, if ye stay out hyer long enough," answered Watson, "It's the mountain air as does it."
"Oh, come, Watson, you know you are extra strong," put in Allen. "Why, he can do some wonderful things when he wants to." To this Watson made no reply, but the grin on his face showed that he appreciated the compliment.
Soon they had a roaring fire, which threw grotesque shadows on the cavern walls. All drew closer to enjoy the warmth, and they prepared a meal to which even Slavin did full justice.
They questioned the prisoner closely and he said he felt certain he was on the right trail. But he was shy about saying more. He was wondering if the coming night would offer any opportunity of escaping.
"I'll get away if I can," he thought. "And if so I must lose no time in warning Mangle and Nodley. If I don't they'll be running into a trap, and my share of that stolen money will be lost."
After the meal Allen and Watson remained near the entrance to the cave, to talk over the situation and speculate upon what the day following would bring forth.
Slavin wanted to join them, but Allen ordered him back.
"You go back to the fire," he said. "If you want to go to sleep you may do so."
"Don't trust me even yet, do ye?" muttered the prisoner.