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ow and then turning to scan the desert for the returning Phil. It was then, startlingly sudden, that there cracked through the velvet night the faint, distant sound of a gun. And it came from the direction of the water-hole. Sue's face went white, and she trembled. Without a word her father stepped out of the borer and looked at her. "That was a gun!" he said. "Phil didn't have one with him, did he?" "No," Sue whispered. "And--why, there's nobody within miles of here!" The two looked at each other with alarm and wonder. Then, from one of the broken patches of scrub that ringed the space in which the borer stood, came a mocking voice. "Ah, you're mistaken, Sue," it affirmed. "But that was a gun." David Guinness jerked around, as did his daughter. The man who had spoken stood only ten yards away, clearly outlined in the bright moonlight--a tall, well-built man, standing quite at ease, surveying them pleasantly. His smile did not change when old Guinness cried: "Quade! James Quade!" The man nodded and came slowly forward. He might have been considered handsome, had it not been for his thin, mocking lips and a swarthy complexion. "What are you doing here?" demanded Guinness angrily. "And what do you mean--'it was a gun?' Have you--" "Easy, easy--one thing at a time," said Quade, still smiling. "About the gun--well, your young friend Holmes said, he'd be right back, but I--I'm afraid he won't be." * * * * * Sue Guinness's lips formed a frightened word: "Why?" Quade made a short movement with his left hand, as is brushing the query aside. "Let's talk about something more pleasant," he said, and looked back at the professor. "The radium, and your borer, for instance. I hear you're all ready to go down." David Guinness gasped. "How did you know--?" he began, but a surge of anger choked him, and his fists clenched. He stepped forward. But something came to life in James Quade's right hand and pointed menacingly at him. It was the stubby black shape of an automatic. "Keep back, you old fool!" Quade said harshly. "I don't want to have to shoot you!" Unwillingly, Guinness came to a stop. "What have you done with young Holmes?" he demanded. "Never mind about him now," said Quade, smiling again. "Perhaps I'll explain later. At the moment there's something much more interesting to do. Possibly you'll be surprised to hear it, but we're all going to take a littl
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