Darke Darrell, the Boy Detective — page 99: what you’re looking at

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90 DARKE DARRELL. up among the boys. But he’s so quick and cunning that I ~ wouldn’t be surprised to hear that he had outwitted them.” His face darkened with passion, for it was bitter to make such an admission as that, Darke being a mere boy. << Tt’s close in here,” observed Aunt Carlina, ‘‘ and I want to rub my shoulder with liniment. I believe I have sprained my ankle, too. I can walk, though, if you allow me to lean on you a little. Let us go.” | «‘ Where?” asked Tim. «“Why, out of this hole,” with some impatience. ‘‘ How?” asked Tim, with provoking persistency. «“The way the boy went. We will meet owr friends, not his.” , Tim laughed sardonically.. ‘You are very unsophisticated,” he growled. ‘‘Do you think the little rascal went through that door without lock- ing it after him? Not likely. We are in for a week any- how.” The woman’s face fell, a look of alarm crossing it. ‘‘Why, we’d starve, Tim,” she exclaimed. ‘‘ We could pick a hole through the wall in less than a week.” “Oh, we'll get out somehow,” Tim replied, but not in a tone that made his companion hopeful. ‘‘I haven’t looked for the key yet, nor have I tried the door.” | ; He felt under the stone steps; the key was not there; he tried the door; it was locked. When he announced the fact to Aunt Carlina, her un- easiness increased. ‘“* What’s to be done, Tim?” ghe asked, dejectedly. ; ‘*Wecan escape through the grating by taking out two ‘of the iron bars,” he said. ‘‘ We might signal successfully for help, too. The first thing to be done is to get this table away from the wall. I must have something to stand on in order to get at the grating.” | He took out his knife. , comicbooks.com { “4 | " }? » eee init er eet Aa ts Wh i rt i S| ee ek: ts — SS 4 a . — . a a ae ee eee es ewer ee