Presently the hole was darkened and an aged man tried to peer down upon those below.
“Hullo!” shouted Frank, quickly. “Help us to get out, will you?”
“Well, I’ll be jiggered!” muttered the old man. “How did you git in there, anyway?”
“We walked in at the regular opening on the mountain side,” answered the young book agent.
“An’ got lost?”
“Yes.”
“Then I guess you don’t know the way back, eh?”
“We do not. Will you help us to get out?”
“‘HELP US TO GET OUT, WILL YOU?’”–[P. 210.]