Back with you into the shaft and out into the tunnel! You hoist-men
stand by for a big performance with the tub. Jennison, you may
stay up from below and tote specimens for me. I shall be at the
furnace until midnight at the least."
"I'll tote for you till daylight, if the good streak only holds
out," laughed Jennison, with glowing eyes.
"Come softly into the shack when you do come," Tom directed.
"I'm going to put Mr. Hazelton to bed, and I don't want any one
to wake him. When I play out tonight he'll have to be fresh enough
to take my place at the assay bench and furnace."
Softly Tom entered their shack.
Harry lay fast asleep, breathing heavily.
"This won't do, old fellow," spoke Tom gently, shaking his chum's
shoulder. "No; don't wake up. Just get into bed. I may want
to turn in later, and, when I do, I may have some work left over
that I'll want you to do."
"Anything up?" asked Harry drowsily.
"I'm going to be busy for a while, and then I want you to be,"
Tom answered.
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