A PRISONER IN THE SECRET DENS OF PELL STREET.
If Harry was not hung there in that shaft, where then was he?
This must now be explained.
There were two secret panels in that room, as Alice had suggested.
Harry got into the other one.
They caught him suddenly from behind.
The Chinamen, we mean.
He did not see them; he did not hear them. The first he knew a hand was clapped over his mouth and some fearful thing clutched his throat.
It was nothing less than a big pair of nippers which seemed to have been constructed for that very purpose, so well did they suit it.
Harry thought he was a goner.