“Yes, my lad.”
“Are you going to quiz me any more about that puma cub?”
“No, Harvey. I’ll call the account square, if you will.”
Hope-Jones laughed. “It looks very much as though I should have plenty of amusement with both——”
Ferguson and Harvey stood stock still. Hope-Jones had vanished from sight.
CHAPTER V.
HUARI, AND THE STORY OF THE BEAUTIFUL COUNTESS.
“B-r-r-r-r!” came a voice.
“What on earth has happened?” asked Ferguson, in amazement, bending over a large hole that had suddenly yawned at their feet.
“B-r-r-r! Help me out, fellows! I’m stifling!”
They threw themselves face down at the edge of the cavity, and reached their hands below, but could not feel anything.