“Well, let’s go see if we can hear anything from him,” suggested Bart Hodge.
So they left the chamber of the “monster,” and stole silently to the door of the room into which Ready had been thrust last, where they listened at the door.
Not a sound could they hear.
“You don’t suppose he has fainted?” suggested one.
“Hark!”
“What’s that?”
“Be still!”
A strange sound came from within that room.
“By the Lord Harry!” grunted Bruce Browning, in wonder, “I believe the fellow is singing!”
All listened: Sure enough, a sound like some one singing in a low tone came from within the room.