Back in the mine, after
quietly freeing myself from the ropes, I sprang into
action with a flip and a few choice chops to the
perpetrator's neck and a darting kick to the jaw. The
thief crumpled into a pile like so much dirty laundry. I
quickly took the ropes that had bound me and securely
fastened them around the swindler.
I made my way outside and found
Augustus hard at work putting the finishing touches on
the mining cart. Needless to say, he was quite shocked by
my story. Augustus had news of his own, however. He had
fixed the cart so that we could ride it down the rails
into the town that he had spied below. Augustus and I
went back into the mine to collect our dirty laundry. We
felt that the townspeople below would be interested in
meeting this ghost.