“I guess you’re right.”
“Shure, it’s back into the main mine we be comin’, sor.”
It was certainly a fact that at last they had found their way into a passage leading into the main body of the mine.
Imbued with new hope, Frank kept on at a rapid pace.
Soon the light grew stronger, and they became certain that they were coming back to the very point they had started from.
Nearer every moment they drew to the entrance to the shaft.
Nothing was seen or heard of the greasers now. They were doubtless exploring the passages yet in pursuit of the fugitives.
“Shure, it’s a nice slip we gave them intoirely,” declared Barney, with a chuckle.
“You are right,” agreed Frank. “Now, if fortune favors us, we will be able to escape from this den.”
“Shure, I hope so, sor.”