Mr. Hawkins!"
"Here, sir," answered the superintendent of construction.
"Get our men together and return to camp. They'll need sleep against
the toil of to-morrow. Let every man who wants to do so sleep an hour
or two later in the morning. Men of the A., G. & N. M., accept my
heartiest thanks for the splendid manner in which you turned out to help
me, though as yet I'm ignorant of how it all came about."
Nor was it until the next day that Tom Reade learned from Hazelton just
what had caused the laborers to tumble out of their beds and rush into
town to serve him.
That night Tim Griggs had been prowling about the streets of Paloma,
suspicious of Reade's enemies, and watching for the safety of the young
chief engineer who had saved him from the savage appetite of the Man-
killer quicksand.
It had chanced that Tim had caught a glimpse of the finish of the fight
on the street, and was just in time to see the young chief engineer
lifted and carried into that unoccupied house, the property of the hotel
man, Ashby.
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