They've got to dig us out! There is no danger--none at all.

Only it's chilly, and uncomfortable, and I'm afraid you'll take cold!" "What time is it ?" she repeated softly.
For a moment he looked steadily at her, and his heart leaped when he saw that she must believe him, for though her face was as white as an ivory cross she was smiling at him--yes! she was smiling at him in that gray and ghastly death-gloom of the cavern! He brought out his watch, and in the lantern-glow they looked at it.
"A quarter after three," he said.

"By four o'clock they will be at work--Blackton and twenty men.

They will have us out in time for supper." "A quarter after three," repeated Joanne, and the words came steadily from her lips.

"That means----" He waited.
"_We have forty-five minutes in which to live!_" she said.
Before he could speak she had thrust the lantern into his hand, and had seized his other hand in both her own.
"If there are only forty-five minutes let us not lie to one another," she said, and her voice was very close.