“Very true. Well, we must die then like men. But, Mr. Reade, there is no reason why you should not take the girl in your Steam Man and make your escape.”
Frank placed a hand upon the vigilant captain’s shoulder.
“Yes!” he said, briefly. “I could do that.”
“Then do it. We will hold the foe at bay until——”
“Stop!”
Harmon looked his surprise.
“You do not know me,” said Frank Reade, Jr., determinedly, “do you think I would desert you in this hour of need?”
“But——”
“Never! If you die so do we. Until the last the Steam Man will stand his ground.”
With tears of emotion in his eyes Harmon gripped Frank’s hand.