The two servitors had wandered off in some other part of the temple and were not in sight.
Frank shouted for them, but no answer came back.
This seemed a little strange to the young inventor, and he began to fear that some harm had come to the two men.
“That is queer!” he muttered. “Why don’t they answer?”
Again Frank shouted. This time an answer came back, but it seemed a mile away.
Frank was not a little vexed.
“Confound the rascals!” he muttered. “Where have they gone to?”
“We had better go in quest of them,” suggested Tony. “Harm may have overtaken them.”
“You are right!”
They were about to follow up this plan when a startling thing occurred.