In a few moments he had distanced his pursuer. He came to a halt somewhat out of breath.
There was no doubt but that the villain had taken another corridor and was far astray.
The lights and the sound of voices had disappeared.
For the nonce Frank knew that he was safe, and he felt relieved.
He sank down upon the damp floor of the mine passage to recover his breath and strength.
Every muscle in his body was aching from his experience with the villain.
It had been a hard tussle and he came off victorious only at a great expense of muscular power.
For some moments Frank rested in this manner.
Then he once more regained his feet.
He knew the great importance of escaping from the place. He thought of Barney, and at that moment a singular sound came to his hearing.