"Hey, Tom! Hey, Bill! Come here, quick!" he yelled at his companions.
"What's the matter?"
"What do you want?"
"Bring a hammer here!"
"Did you bust open a box?"
"No. But I'm going to."
"What for?"
"I heard a man groaning in that—ha! Hear it?"
A third groan from Old King Brady reached their ears and seeing the blood, they quickly realized that there was some one in the case.
Procuring a hammer, they pulled off the lid.