"No; they took away my weapons. How about you?"
"I have my automatic. I'd have used it when you came in, only you were dumped in so suddenly."
"What do you suppose the game is?"
"I don't know; but we'll find out. I've been in tighter places than this—but no hotter," after a pause.
"Have you tried to get out?"
"Yes; but it was too hot work. The door seemed pretty strong."
"Perhaps the two of us might force it," suggested Grimes. "I'm a pretty husky chap."
"We might try," replied Donald. "The place is so narrow we can get a good brace."
They put their feet against the opposite wall and pushed against the door.
"We'll never make it that way," said the lieutenant. "We'll have to throw ourselves at it."