"I'm going to send a bullet through there myself," said Bob. "We might just as well let them know we're alive too."
"Don't you do it. You'll only waste your bullets and it may help us later if they don't know we are armed."
Bob hesitated. "I guess you're right," he said a moment later, and presently resumed his place against the wall.
"What'll we do?" said Hugh.
"I don't know. Did you hear anybody?"
"Not a soul. All I heard was the door bang and then the pistol shot."
"I guess we're in for it," said Bob nervously.
"We must get out of here."
"I think so too, but how?"
"We can smash the door."