“I don’t care if you have an army.”
“Then I’ll burst in the door!”
“Burst away.”
Crash—bang—boom! came a shower of heavy blows.
Frank glanced at his workmen, and saw them trying to force open the sliding doors in the roof above the Ranger.
They obstinately stuck fast, though.
Fast and furious fell the blows against the door outside.
Frank began to get restless, and passing into the wheel-room, he peered out the window with an anxious look upon his face.
It was evident that the officers had brought a battering ram to bear upon the door, for every blow they dealt it made it shake, and caused every window pane to rattle.
“Lively, there, boys! Lively!” shouted Frank, impatiently.