Rodaine says that he heard a shout and ran right in here; but all that he could see was ruffled water and a floating hat.

I--" Then he paused suddenly.

It had come to him that Rodaine might have helped in the demise of Harry! Shouts sounded from outside, and the roaring of a motor truck as it made its slow, tortuous way up the boulder-strewn road with its gullies and innumerable ruts.

Voices came, rumbling and varied.

Lights.
Gaining the mouth of the tunnel.