They were very near the man-hole now.
Kit turned and pointed.
Knapp put out his tongue in reply.
The patch of light on the floor was dim and chequered. The old bush then was in its place. The boy thanked heaven for it, and stopped dead.
Above the tumult of his heart he could hear a voice: so close too that had he prodded upwards through the thin crust of earth he would have stabbed the speaker.
And how well he knew that ghastly treble!
CHAPTER LI
VOICES OF THE LOST
_"Where's Bandy?"
"Where we'll all be afore we're much older—in ell this alf our."