A grand rush was made for a secret exit which they had entered, but many had fallen never to rise again.
“Chase them!” cried Frank.
“Oireland foriver!” howled Barney, for the fighting Irishman was in his glory when a row was going on.
Away they rushed in pursuit of the fleeing pirates.
Only half a dozen reached the courtyard, and the diabolical captain was in the lead.
He knew that his life would pay for his capture.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang! went a second volley from Frank’s party.
Several of Diavolo’s party fell in their tracks, wounded, and our friends chased the rest through the corridor.