They peered down the shafts through the grill work and when some saw the car, a shout of relief went up, and a man yelled at the Bradys:
"Were you hurt?"
"No. We are all right, so far."
"Wait, and we'll have the car lowered."
Up came men with ropes, and the end of a line was passed down from the floor above the car and Old King Brady made it fast.
When the danger of the car falling was obviated, another gang secured the cut cable, passed it over the drum, brought it down to the roof of the car and spliced it to the piece remaining there.
The elevator was then lowered to the ground floor and opening the door the detectives passed out, none the worse for their adventure.
A crowd of anxious people surrounded them, but they quickly avoided them by dodging into another car and saying to the conductor:
"Top floor—quick!"
Bang! went the gate and up they shot.