The three prisoners were startled to hear a sharp rap on the door.
“Quiet in there!”
For a long while Flash and his two companions conversed in whispers. After they had discussed every angle of the situation, and were agreed that it was hopeless, they lapsed into moody silence.
Presently Flash aroused himself.
“I have an idea,” he told the others. “It probably won’t work, but I’ll try it!”
In whispers he revealed what he intended to do. Then walking over to the door, he pounded to attract the guard’s attention.
“Lay off of that!” the man ordered.
“Listen, we’re suffocating in here,” Flash protested.
“Now ain’t that too bad?” the chauffeur asked sarcastically. “And us with the air conditioner busted down!”
“Open the door.”