"If you want to go along and look for yourself, all right.

But wait until you 're sure about the thing before you go crazy over it." However, Sam had other thoughts.

Hastily he shot through the crowd, organizing the bucket brigade and searching for news of the Argonaut pump, which had not yet arrived.

Half-disgusted, Fairchild turned and started up the hill, a few miners, their carbide lamps swinging beside them, following him.

Far in the rear sounded the wails of Sam Herbenfelder, organizing his units of search.
Fairchild turned at the entrance of the mine and waited for the first of the miners and the accompanying gleam of his carbide.