Long he thought, finally to come to his conclusion, and then, with the air of a gambler who has placed his last bet to win or lose, he went to bed.
But morning found him awake long before the rest of the house was stirring.

Downtown he hurried, to eat a hasty breakfast in the all-night restaurant, then to start on a search for men.

The first workers on the street that morning found Fairchild offering them six dollars a day.

And by eight o'clock, ten of them were at work in the drift of the Blue Poppy mine, working against time that they might repair the damage which had been caused by the cave-in.
It was not an easy task.

That day and the next and the next after that, they labored.