The boys seemed as cool as any one in the room, for all of the deadly peril they had passed through, and Muriel nodded in a satisfied way when he had looked them over.
"Come," he said, in a low tone, "you-uns will have ter go back ter ther room whar ye war a bit ago."
They were willing to go back, and it was with no small amount of relief that they allowed themselves to be escorted to the apartment.
Muriel dismissed the two guards, and then he set the hands of the boys free.
"Thar ye are," he said. "Yo're all right fer now."
"Thanks to you," bowed Frank. "I want to make an apology."
"Fer what?"
"Suspecting you of double-dealing."
"You-uns did suspect me?"
"Yes."