"Hit?" asked Chester anxiously.
"I'm afraid so," replied Uncle John, apparently very much frightened.
Chester bent over him.
He looked at the heel of Uncle John's shoe, and then exclaimed.
"Get up. You are all right. The bullet just carried your heel away."
Uncle John rose to his feet.
"Felt like I had been plugged through the leg," he said. "Just the shock,
I guess. Well, what now, boys? We can't get out that way."
"We'll have to go through the door, then," said Chester.
He approached and tried the knob.
"It's locked," said Hal. "I tried it a moment ago. However, that's the way we shall have to go out. Stand back a little."