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"Quite, thank you" Moya was a little irritated at the reference, because she was asha I was a goose That's all"

Bleyer, a guest for the evening, defended the young woman from her own scorn "It often takes people that way the first time, ith the heat and the closeness I once knew a chah a mine"

"Were you afraid when you found yourself alone?" Joyce asked

"I was until you tapped"

India looked puzzled "Tapped What do you mean?"

"On the pipe"

"What pipe?"

"The one that ran through the tunnel"

Miss Kilmeny shook her head "I didn't see anybody tap Perhaps one of us touched it by chance"

"No That couldn't be The tap caether, and after I had answered it seven times more"

"Seven times?" asked Bleyer quickly

"Yes--seven But, if you didn't tap, who did?"

"Sure it wasn't iination! I tell you it was repeated again and again," Moya said ihtly "It doesn'tMoya"

"It uessed

"Must have been," agreed Bleyer "And yet--we're not working that end of the mine now The men had no business there Odd that it was seven raps That is a call for help It an to toll in Moya's heart It rang as yet no clearsinister and deadly sent a sinking sensation through her

Verinder sat up with renewed interest "I say, you know--spirit rapping Weren't you telling o? Perhaps the ghosts of soe to their wives Eh, what?"

"The accident was in the Golden Nugget, an adjoining mine The property was pretty orked out and has never been opened since the disaster"

The color had ebbed froiven to nerves But she had worried a great deal over the disappearance of Jack Kil on top of it, shook her co with the dread that the spirit of theto talk with her

Joyce chattered gayly "Hoeird! Moya, you must write an account of your experience for the Society for Psychical Research Put me in it, please"

"Of course, it must have been some of the men, but I don't see----"