“I have an idea!” he cried.
“What is it?”
Frank went and critically examined the walls of the chamber before he ventured to answer.
“This is a sealed chamber,” he said, finally. “It is sealed that nobody may find the secrets of this underground charnel house.”
“A sealed chamber!” gasped Buckden. “My God! then we are lost, for that is equivalent to being buried alive. Our end has come!”
CHAPTER XI.
OUT OF IMPRISONMENT.
It was a terrible despairing cry which Tony Buckden gave.
It came from the depths of his soul, and embodied utter hopelessness.
Indeed, the situation looked to be a desperate one. If it was indeed true that they were the inmates of a sealed chamber their fate seemed sealed.
What was to be done?