But in the fearful darkness this did not seem likely to be an easy bit of work.
One passage could not be told from another.
Yet Frank decided upon this as the only feasible move.
He went in advance and Barney followed slowly.
In this manner they crept along in a cautious way. What seemed an age passed, when a startling incident occurred.
Suddenly Frank heard a muffled voice in what seemed like a long distance away.
“Misther Frank! Shure, where have yez gone?”
“Barney!” cried Frank, in surprise, “where are you?”
“Shure, I don’t know, sor.”
“Well, that is odd!” exclaimed the young inventor, with a laugh, in spite of the possible seriousness of the situation. “How did you get there?”