“Sold!” ejaculated Warren in dismay.
Allen nodded. “It’s getting too hot for me, and I’m going to run for it.”
“What shall I do without you?” said Warren with a sick feeling of despair at his heart.
“Have you no hope of escape? Have you never thought of being rescued?” asked the lad in a whisper with a cautious motion of the hand toward the door.
“Oh, Allen!” faltered Warren in speechless joy.
The lad gave him time to recover himself a bit; then, after glancing around the corridor to see that no one was listening, returned to his patient.
“I am here in the interest of your friends! I leave to-night. Tomorrow you will receive a communication from your friends. We must hasten our plans for Thomson is expected on a visit here any day.”
“Go on; go on; tell me what to do.”
“There is nothing for you to do but to be ready at a moment’s notice. The plans are all well laid, and will be successful, unless Thomson should upset us.”
“I fear that man,” replied Warren with a shudder.