"
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."
"Yes, and the minute we stick our heads out of the door we'll get a
bullet through us. I don't see that we stand a chance."
"But we can't stay here," protested Hugh. "If we do they'll certainly fix
us one way or another."
"If I don't come home to lunch father will get worried and bring help to
us; he knows where we are."
"These people won't wait that long. If they are spies and plotters
they'll be desperate and they won't waste much time dealing with us."
"I wonder how far it is to the ground."
"We'd break a leg trying to jump," said Hugh.
"I'll look anyway," and Bob carefully raised himself to his feet and
advanced toward the window.
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