"Werry well; cum along of me," answered Scobell. "I'll show you sumfin you neber seed afore, I reckon."
"Go ahead, then," directed the scout.
Proceeding together a short distance, when the black stopped before a dilapidated building that had evidently not been used for some time. It was a low, two-story structure, the windows of which were boarded up, and no sign of life was visible from without.
"Come this way," said Scobell, in a low voice, taking Webster by the hand and through a low door, on which he rapped three times.
Webster had scarcely time to give vent to his astonishment by a low whistle, when the door was noiselessly opened. They entered without challenge and found themselves in utter darkness, while Webster could hear the bolts and bars being replaced upon the door. Listening intently, he thought he could hear voices overhead, and a noise as of the shuffling of feet. Presently he heard a shrill whistle from his conductor, which was replied to from above with the query:
"Who comes?"
"Friends of Uncle Abe!" was the reply.
"What do you desire?"
"Light and Liberty!" came the response.
Immediately a trap-door overhead was opened, revealing a dimly-lighted room, and a rope-ladder was let down before them.