"Kick it in," suggested Bob, as the most practical way out of the difficulty.
"I can't; it's locked."
"And after all the trouble we have been put to!"
"At least, Bob, we have found a place where we shall be able to lie down and go to sleep in safety. That is surely worth all the trouble we have been put to, as you call it."
"That's so. I hadn't thought of it in that light before. And I'm such a sick——"
"You know what I told you."
Jarvis did not complete what he was saying.
"Good night."
Bob threw himself down on the hard floor and went to sleep. Steve decided that this was the best thing they could do, so he, too, lay down and was sound asleep at once. Neither lad awakened for hours. Steve finally opened his eyes and yawned. A ray of light that had penetrated between a thin joint between a hatch cover and its frame, hit his left eye squarely.
"Wake up, Bob," he cried.