At that moment, while Mr. Hampton still patted the trembling form of the jailer, steps were heard in the corridor, and the flickering light of torches was reflected on the walls. Frank looked out.
“Here comes Michac with a bodyguard,” he said. “Say——”
He faced the room, glancing at the others.
“What?” asked Jack.
“Let’s try the whole works on Michac and his escort.”
CHAPTER XXI—TO GO OR NOT TO GO
Jack laughed with the others, but, sobering, said:
“I’d like to, Frank. But don’t you think it would be rather mean to frighten our friends?”