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Alf an hour's sharp walk. We did not begin talking business--as a matter
of fact, Hollis began talking about the curious nature of that patch of
moorland and about the old lead-mines. And when we were nearly half-way,
the affair happened which, I suppose, led to all that has happened
since. It--gave Joseph Chestermarke an opening. "Having lost my pipe,
and being now going in a different direction from that necessary to
recover it, I had nothing to smoke. Joseph Chestermarke offered me a
cigar. He opened his case. I was taking a cigar from it when Hollis
stepped aside to one of the old shafts which stood close by, and resting
his hands on the parapet leaned over the coping, either to look down or
to drop something down. Before we had grasped what he was doing,
certainly before either of us could cry out and warn him, the parapet
completely collapsed before him and he disappeared into the mine! He was
gone in a second--with just one scream. And after that--we heard
nothing. "We hurried to the place and got as near as we dared. Joseph
Chestermarke dropped on his hands and knees, and peered over and
listened. There was not a sound--except the occasional dropping of
loosened pebbles. And we both knew that in that drop of seventy or
eighty feet, Hollis must certainly have met his death. "We hastened away
to the town--to summon assistance. I don't think we had any very clear
ideas, except to tell the po