He stepped back, and tossed the lead, intending to make the cord fall across one arm of the cross. But either his aim was poor, or he could not discern well enough in the darkness the outlines of the cross.
“Missed it!” exclaimed Clinton.
“Well, so would you,” growled Langridge. “Some one stepped on the cord.”
“Let Snail try,” suggested Henderson.
“I’m doing this throwing,” declared Langridge curtly.
“It doesn’t look so,” murmured Phil.
Langridge tried again, but with no success.
“Hurry,” spoke Kerr. “The sophs will be out soon.”
Langridge made a third attempt, and failed. Then Snail Looper called out in an excited whisper: