CHAPTER III
THE AMMUNITION FACTORY EXPLOSIONS
“Oh, I do hope Mary is safe!” cried Martha Rover, as she and the others ran toward where the automobiles which had brought them over to Colby Hall from the girls’ boarding school were standing.
“So far those explosions haven’t reached Clearwater Hall,” answered her brother Jack. “But there is no telling what a real heavy explosion may do.”
“That’s just it!” burst out his cousin Randy. “For all we know, those Hasley people may have a large quantity of TNT or some other high explosive stored there, and if that should go up—good-night!”
“It would be fierce!”
“I think it’s awful to allow those ammunition people to have their works so close to a town,” was Ruth Stevenson’s comment.
Boom! Boom!
Two more explosions rent the air. Then followed a series of poppings like the discharge of a machine gun.