"What!"
"Hush, not so loud. Those men are both as crazy as loons. I suspected it some time ago. Now I am sure of it. It's a thousand chances to one that this isn't the location of Dead Man's Mine, even if there is such a place."
"Good gracious!"
"Even going by the plan, they are way off. But it would be likely to throw them into a terrible rage even to hint such a thing."
"It looks as if we are in a mighty bad fix!"
"We are. You can be sure from what was said that they don't mean to let us leave here till gold is found, which will never occur."
"You are sure of what you say?"
Jack looked sick and pale. Tom's face was grave and sober-looking.
"I'm not an alarmist. We are in the hands of a pair of maniacs. We and that negro are the only sane persons in this camp. We must be very careful or we may arouse them to violence."