Taine stopped pacing, eyed Retief coldly. "You'd better go along now," he said decisively. "Just follow the main tunnel. It's about a mile."
"Plenty of time yet, Mr. Taine." Retief smiled and drew on his cigar. "Your three men are still out."
"They won't be back here. We'll rendezvous at Exit Ten."
"Am I keeping you from something, Taine?"
"I can't be responsible for your safety if you stay here."
"Oh? You think I might fall victim to an accident?"
Taine narrowed his eyes. "It could happen," he said harshly.
"Where were the girls last seen?" Retief asked suddenly.
"How would I know?"
"Weren't you the one who got word to them?"