"But tell me about your experience to-day?" Rush did so, his friend listening attentively until the story came to an end. Jarvis nodded reflectively. "I guess it is the mines for us, as they say in Russia. What do you propose to do?" "The same thing. I am going to keep at it until I get a job for us, if I have to tramp up and down the valley all the rest of the summer. It will take more than one Kalinski to make us change our plans, Bob. Are you with me?" "Up to my neck!" replied Bob earnestly. "That's the way I like to have you talk even if it is a little slangy." CHAPTER X SOMETHING HAPPENS TO THE BOSS The next day was a repetition of the previous one so far as Steve's finding a position was concerned. At every place he was met by one of two answers. Either they were not in need of any extra men, or else they wished a letter from the corporation mills, giving the facts of the discharge of the Iron Boys. Rush was beginning to think hard. He had discovered that getting on in the world was not all smooth sailing; still he was not disheartened. In the meantime Ignatz Brodsky had not been idle. He had gone to his work and had stood the abuse of Foley, and occasionally that of Kalinski, though not in the latter's department, without making any retorts. Ignatz's face was stolid and emotionless. That evening, however, having recovered from the kick he had received, he went out first in search of Superintendent Keating. The general superintendent, he learned, was in New York, and might return the next day or he might not. Disappointed, but still stolid, Ignatz betook himself over much the same route that he had followed the night before. He did not meet Kalinski, however, and after a while went home to supper. Shortly after finishing his meal he left the house. The widow Brodsky thought he was going over to see the Iron Boys. Ignatz had no such intention. He kept walking up and down the streets, keeping a sharp lookout. At last his search was rewarded. He espied Kalinski standing on a street corner, talking with another man. The Polish boy smiled again and started slowly toward Kalinski. But this time Kalinski saw him coming. The brow of the pit boss wrinkled, though he did not for a moment think the boy would dare come near him after the experiences of the previous night. Ignatz kept on coming, just the same, though he was not looking at the boss; rather were his glances fixed reflectively on the pavement. The boy came to a halt right in front of Kalinski and looked up with an innocent expression on his face. "Well, what do you want? Looking for more trouble? Git out of this before I lose my temper and do something to you." "All liars!" announced Ignatz, with the same calmness as before. "What!" fairly howled the boss. "You little yaller dog, I'll beat the daylight out of you. What do you want here?"