CHAPTER XLIII.
SAVED!
"Death!"
From beneath the black hoods sounded the terrible word, as the man beheld the black card which was exposed to view.
The boys were doomed!
Frank's heart dropped like a stone into the depths of his bosom, but no sound came from his lips.
Barney Mulloy showed an equal amount of nerve. Indeed, the Irish lad laughed recklessly as he cried:
"It's nivver a show we had at all, at all, Frankie. Th' snakes had it fixed fer us all th' toime."
"Hold on thar!"