For all that, Driscoll looked undisturbed and did not stop until he had carefully driven the timber into its proper place.
Then he turned to Scott and his glance was slow and dull.
"I want you to send two of the boys along." "Why do you want them ?" "I've got to have some help.

She won't hold up long unless we run another beam across." "It would be prudent," Thirlwell agreed, and went down the gallery with Scott to the working face.
"What do you think of Black Steve ?" Scott asked when they had sent the men and stood near a lamp.

"He wasn't scared just now!" "I'm puzzled," said Thirlwell thoughtfully.

"The fellow was quite cool.
If he hadn't come with the prop, I expect the roof would have buried us.

But that's another thing.