An urgent message had come in for Ramsay. There had been some trouble at home. Lois was familiar with his home; she and Ramsay had repeated secret dalliances. She could imagine his wife screaming blue murder over the tiniest upset. Perhaps word had reached her ears about Lois and Ramsay’s secret liaisons. Lois didn’t care; the truth had to come out sometime.
The usual communications system from the office to the depths of the mine was out of order. It happened now and again. Lois would have to descend into the depths of the mine to deliver the apparently urgent message. “I’m descending into the depths of the mine,” she told her secretary. In such a mine one must always account for ones whereabouts. She boarded the elevator.
Ten minutes later who should appear at the mine entrance but Ramsay and his wife. Together they had ascended from the depths. Lois was never heard of again.
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