"
Something in the tone of Ned's voice must have alarmed Jellup, for
he paused. Then he retreated a few steps and handed the almost
burned out candle to the vigilant Domingo.
"I allow I kin jest hev a look without no light to oblige you. I've
been purty curious about this precious package ever since I see it.
And ye'r a sight too anxious consarnin' my safety."
What might really happen Ned did not exactly know. The gas
generated from the liquid hydrogen was highly inflammable and
explosive when confined. But the evaporation was exceedingly slow
and the exhaust hose should easily carry the forming gas in safety
to the air. But even a small accumulation might be in the partly
depleted bulbs or the top of the crate and a fire would certainly
ensue even if there was no violent explosion. And besides, just
beneath the lid was their money--the cash Ned had secured for their
further expenses and the return home.
"We are anxious for all of us," explained Alan.
"And mebbe anxious fur something else," sneered the marshal. "I
reckon a peek in the dark ain't agoin' to hurt no one--an' it may
help some.
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