"He is dead!" Johnny Thompson felt the grip of the speaker's hand on his arm and started involuntarily. How could this strange fellow know that Frank Langlois was dead-if he was dead? And was he? They were surrounded by inky blackness. It was the thick darkness of a subterranean cavern, a mine. This was a gold mine. Three minutes ago their electric torch had flickered out and they had been unable to make it flash again.
- Paperback | 70 pages
- 152.4 x 228.6 x 4.06mm | 154.22g
- 09 Jun 2015
- United States
- black & white illustrations