“And Tom Dinass? Where is he?” cried Gwyn.
“Dinass? Great heavens! Is he somewhere in the mine?”
“No,” said Gwyn, frowning. “I only want to know where he is.”
“Never mind about him,” said the Colonel.
Gwyn nodded his head and became very thoughtful.
“There, you had better lie in bed to-day, and the effects of your terrible experience will pass off. We have suffered agonies since the alarm was given.”
“Did the lads all escape?”
“Every man,” said the Colonel; “but some of the last up were nearly drowned, for the water had risen to their necks at the foot of the shaft when they reached the man-engine.”
“Grip came and told you where we were?” said Gwyn, after a pause.
“Yes, and led us to the opening up which he had come.”