"Did you 'ear, sir?" he almost moaned.
The trap door had been closed.
CHAPTER XXIV
IN THE DARK
Better men than they might have quailed in such a predicament. Here they
were, at ten o'clock at night, shut in an underground passage that led
heaven only knew where, and with, to say the least of it, small chance of
escape. They might stay there all night, but the morning would probably
bring release and--discovery. It was a combination which brought to them
very mixed emotions.
Black Whiskers, should he be their rescuer might at once assume an
entirely different role--would most likely do so, in fact. There was a
grim element in this game of chance which they would just as soon had
been absent.
Well, here they were, and the next thing would be to try their hands at
escape on their own account. Perhaps the trap-door hadn't been tightly
fastened down. It was a chance, of course.
"We'll try the trap-door end first, lad," said Cleek. "If that doesn't
work we'll have a go at the other, but somehow you must get to the docks
by midnight.
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