He looked up, but held his breath.
"You're sure he went down, Danny?" asked some one.
"Sure? Of course! Didn't I see him lying in the bottom of the pit with my own eyes?"
"That's good evidence. And you've flooded it?"
"Yes, turned the water in, and it's knee-deep by this time."
"You're a trump, old man—a regular full hand!"
"I'm glad you acknowledge it."
"Now if the girl comes back, play the tenth step game on her, too, and I'll make you a nabob of Melbourne."
"I'll do it. Ha, ha, ha! Won't she make a good companion for him? Too good almost. Why, he hung to the ninth step till he couldn't hang any longer, and down he went headlong."
There was a double chuckle of delight at these words and then the voices ceased.