"If you don't soon penetrate this grim mystery, and find a way to stop these outrages, then the wall will be destroyed more rapidly than you can build it." "The outrages may cease after a while," suggested Harry.
"No," answered Reade.

"As long as the unknown enemy feels that he can harass us without much risk of being caught red-handed, just so long will he go on with his outrages---unless we give in." "Give in ?" asked Mr.Prenter, with a rising inflection in his voice.
"Unless we give in," supplied Tom promptly, "by allowing gambling and rum-selling to go on openly in our camp of workmen." "Have you any notion of giving in to that extent ?" asked Mr.Prenter.
"Not an idea!" retorted Tom Reade promptly.

"It wouldn't be my way to surrender to the Devil.

I'll fight to the last ditch---unless your company really prefers to have Hazelton and myself cancel our contract and get out of this work.

Do you ?" "_I_ don't want you to quit," replied Mr.Prenter positively.