“Perhaps you did see a light,” he called after the boy, “but if you did it got out of sight handily.”
Directly Ben turned in the passage and waved his light to attract Carl’s attention.
“There’s another turn here,” he said.
“Shall I come on in?” asked Carl.
“Watch the machines!” was the answer that came back.
Still standing where he could see any light or hear any noise proceeding from the cavern, Carl kept his eyes fixed on the machines, rather dimly outlined by the rays of the single lamp.
He had remained in this position only a short time when a cry of alarm came from the passage down which Ben had proceeded.
Swinging his light and answering the call by a shrill whistle, the boy rushed forward.
At the turning point he saw Ben, Jimmie and Kit standing huddled about a figure lying on the stone floor of the cavern.
Seeing his light, they beckoned him to approach.