Completely carried away by the manner of the man, not one of the Bats even thought of interfering.
The flat tombstone was raised and lowered as they passed out.
It was of sandstone, much decayed, and only a light affair, after all.
What Caleb Hook had to say to Frank as they once more vaulted the fence, this time walking up Broadway together, we do not know, but it is a fact that the boy, who, had he fallen into the hands of a detective of the average density of skull, would at that moment, in all probability have been an inmate of the Tombs, spent the short remainder of the night upon a lounge in Detective Hook's own room, as comfortably as you pleased.
[CHAPTER XVI.]
THE THREE OAKS.
The Three Oaks was haunted.
At least every one said so, and what every one says is supposed to be true.
To be sure, it would have been difficult to have found any person who had actually seen the ghost.