Young Jack led the way back as fast as the narrow space would permit.
And soon they were in the dead-house again, and groping about here, they presently came upon a cupboard in which they discovered a number of tools.
"Luck at last," ejaculated Harry.
"Here, let's make sure of these two knives," said young Jack.
They were long-bladed weapons, something similar in shape to the American bowie.
They took one each and placed them in their waist belts.
They little thought then of the singular yet immense service these were to be to them.
Now barely were these knives secreted when they were startled by the sound of heavy foot-falls upon the stone-paved passage beyond the dead-house door.
"What shall we do now?"
Young Jack stepped up to the door, and listened intently for awhile.