Peg was still asleep. I could hear him snoring. I shook him, telling him to wake up. In my sudden crazy excitement I completely forgot about the beams over my head. Raising quickly, I got an awful bump on the forehead. It sort of knocked me silly.
“Oh-h-h-h!” I groaned, falling back.
There was a sudden silence.
“I heard a voice,” breathed Jimmy Stricker.
“Me, too,” another boy spoke up.
“Under the stage.”
A slit of light, from a flashlight, appeared in the crack through which the star had been visible to me in the moment of my awakening.
“Look! Here’s a hatch.”
“Raise it,” commanded Bid. “I’ve got a club. And if a head comes up I’ll whack it.”
The hatch was raised cautiously … a light flashed into my blinking eyes. [[23]]