"Well, as we're getting good pay fer this job, we might as well obey orders," was the reply.
"Gee whillakers!" came a sudden exclamation from the man who had attempted to light the lantern.
"Why, the plagued thing is red hot!"
"Red hot?" exclaimed his companion in tones of amazement. "How can that be when it's a good half hour since we put it out?"
"Dunno, but it burned my fingers, all right."
"Say, Mike, do you think anyone has been here since we left?"
"Who could have been here? And yet, come to think of it, it's blamed queer. Tell you what we'll do."
"What?"
"Search this place. It won't take long."