THE PROOF OF CRIME Winston sprang to his feet and ran back along the deserted tunnel, bending low to avoid collision with the sloping roof, striving to move rapidly, yet in silence.

The intense darkness blinded him, but one hand touching the wall acted as safeguard.

For a moment the bewildering surprise of this new situation left his brain in a whirl of uncertainty.

He could remember no spot in which he might hope to secrete himself safely; the rock wall of that narrow passageway afforded no possible concealment against the reflection of the foreman's glaring lamp.

But he must get beyond sight and sound of those others before the inevitable meeting and the probable struggle occurred.