"Warden is waiting for you in the mine," he said to Fletcher.

"His lambs have been a bit restless this afternoon.

He has set his heart on a full-dress parade, but I don't know if it will come off." Fletcher's black brows drew together.

"What do you mean by that ?" he demanded.
Harley shrugged his shoulders with a laugh.

"You wait and see!" The entrance to the mine yawned like an immense cavern in the rock.