But they are men who will make a clean job when they are about it." "And time, too!" cried Ted Baldwin.

"Folk are gettin' out of hand in these parts.

It was only last week that three of our men were turned off by Foreman Blaker.

It's been owing him a long time, and he'll get it full and proper." "Get what ?" McMurdo whispered to his neighbour.
"The business end of a buckshot cartridge!" cried the man with a loud laugh.

"What think you of our ways, Brother ?" McMurdo's criminal soul seemed to have already absorbed the spirit of the vile association of which he was now a member.