“Certainly; but what can there be dangerous about a visit to the Underground Palace?”
“Maybe you haf not hear it, effendi?”
“Have not heard what?”
“One time some Engleeshman go there. They nefer come back.”
“What happened to them?”
Mustapha made a gesture with his hands indicative of vanishing into the air.
“Who answer it the question?” he said.
“Well, well!” muttered Zenas. “What do you think about this matter, boys?”
“My interest is aroused now,” answered Dick. “I want to see this mysterious place.”
“That’s right, pard. I’m sure some wrought up to see it myself. Of course we’ll go.”