The man’s mouth opened widely, and he stared for a few moments before he spoke,—
“Help to get lanthorns and candles, sir? Yes, of course.”
“Come down with us,” said Gwyn, sharply. “You can’t let us go alone.”
“Not let you go alone, sir,” growled the man, surlily. “Well, you see—”
“Yes, we see,” cried Gwyn, “you have been used to mines, we have not.”
“Much used to this one as I am, sir. I don’t know no more about it than you do.”
“’Course you don’t, matey,” said the engineer, “but you can’t say you won’t go with ’em to look for the guv’nors and our mate.”
“Can’t I? Yes, I can,” cried Dinass, fiercely; “easy; I won’t go—there!”
“Yah!” came in a fierce growl from the men outside.
“Ah, but you don’t mean it,” cried the engineer.