"I don't believe it!" Anita Richmond exclaimed with conviction and clutched at Fairchild's arm.

"I don't believe it!" "I can't!" Robert answered.

Then he turned to the accuser.

"How could it be possible for Harry to be down here robbing a dance hall when he 's out working the mine ?" "Working the mine ?" This time it was the sheriff.

"What's the necessity for a day and night shift ?" The question was pertinent--and Fairchild knew it.