Chapter Seven.
The Rescue.
“That you, boys?” came from somewhere far above, out of the darkness, and it was Josh who answered, while Will said in a low tone:
“I say, Mr Manners, I am glad. Now don’t you think you could get up? It’s father and Mr Carlile.”
The artist made a brave attempt.
“I could stand on one leg,” he said, “but that’s about all I’m good for. My ankle gives way at once.”
“Then we must just wait,” said Will. “That’s the only thing to do. It was my father who called. Say, Josh!”
“Hallo!”