No Man's Island Part 32
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"Best come quiet!" growled Rush, "or there's no saying what we might do to you. I've got a tender heart," he chuckled, "but my mate 'ud as soon kill a man as a rat."
Arrived at the boat, they threw him into the bottom, and the Finn held him down while Rush swiftly roped his arms and legs together. Then they carried him a few yards into the thicket, and laid him down in a spot where he was completely hidden from any one who might pa.s.s within arm's length of him.
[Ill.u.s.tration: "RUSH SWIFTLY ROPED HIS ARMS AND LEGS TOGETHER."]
"Now we'll traipse through to the tower," said Rush. "He'll take a deal of finding, I'm thinking!"
The men struck away towards the ruins, satisfied that their victim could not escape, and that his hiding-place was not likely to be discovered until discovery mattered nothing. They had not noticed, however, that while the trussing was in progress, Warrender's cap had fallen off, and now lay between two of the thwarts of the boat.
Pratt, hurrying along the tunnel with the hammer and chisel, and knowing that he was pursued, felt that he had done rightly in not making a prolonged search for Warrender. His sole pre-occupation now was the necessity of outstripping his pursuers by an interval sufficient to allow him time to block up their ingress to the tower. If Armstrong was still unmolested, and Mr. Pratt could be set free, the three were capable of dealing with the two men in the tunnel, and might make good their escape before Gradoff and his confederates at the tower door had any inkling of the true situation.
He soon understood that he was gaining on the men behind; but he presently became aware that, not far ahead of him, daylight seemed to have percolated into the tunnel. For a moment he was nonplussed until he remembered the dry well. It then occurred to him in a flash that some one must have removed the boards that had lain across the top of the well, and he was seized with a misgiving. Had Gradoff, unable to obtain admittance to the tower, bethought himself of this opening into the tunnel from above, and lowered one or more of his men, who had already made their way to the end, and perhaps overpowered Armstrong?
Taking advantage of the faint illumination of the tunnel, he quickened his pace. In a moment or two he saw to his consternation a man swing down the well, and on reaching the ground, begin to release himself from the rope that was looped under his arms. It was not a time for hesitation. Pratt dashed forward, flung himself against the man before he was free from the rope, and drove him doubled up against the wall.
The man yelled; from the top of the well forty feet above them came excited shouts; and out of the tunnel behind sounded hoa.r.s.e reverberating cries from the pursuers, who must have seen what had happened. Pratt plunged into the tunnel beyond, and, sprinting along with reckless haste, arrived in a few minutes breathless at the end, where the flagstone was still raised as he had left it.
He sprang up, slammed down the flagstone behind him, and let out a l.u.s.ty cry for Armstrong to join him.
"They're after me--at least three of them!" he exclaimed, as Armstrong came leaping down the stairs. "Help me to lug these boxes on to the flagstone."
The crates and boxes ranged along the wall were empty, and their weight alone would not have sufficed to resist the pressure of determined men below. But the roof was low-pitched, and the boys saw that by piling box upon box they could create an obstruction which would defy all efforts to remove it. With feverish haste they dragged the boxes across the floor, and had already placed them one upon another when they heard footsteps beneath, and felt a movement of the flagstone.
"Another box will do it," said Armstrong. "You must heave it up while I stand on the stone."
He placed himself on the half of the stone that moved upwards as it revolved, and bore down with all his weight. Pratt pulled over a fourth box, and, standing on the projecting edge of that which formed the base of the pile, managed with some difficulty to shove it on to the top, where a s.p.a.ce of no more than two or three inches separated it from the roof.
"Good man!" said Armstrong, stepping off the stone.
The pressure below raised it perhaps three inches, then it stuck.
"We'll put another pile on each side, to make all secure," said Armstrong. "Then I think we needn't worry."
With less haste they erected the b.u.t.tress piles, listening grimly to the hoa.r.s.e curses of Rush, and shriller cries from a foreigner by whose voice they recognised the Italian chauffeur. In a few minutes their work was done. Short of an explosion, nothing could dislodge the jam of boxes between the flagstone and the roof.
Panting from the strain of their exertions, they went up into the tower.
"Where's Phil?" asked Armstrong.
"I don't know," replied Pratt, going on to relate rapidly his discovery at the end of the tunnel.
"They've got him, I expect," said Armstrong. "Though I can't make out how they came to leave this hammer and chisel."
"What has happened here?" asked Pratt.
"Nothing. Gradoff and the others waited outside for a bit, talking quietly. I couldn't understand what they said. Then Gradoff sent the chauffeur towards the house, and by and by went off himself in the direction of the river, leaving the two strangers behind. Evidently he had sent the chauffeur for a rope. Perhaps he thought Jensen had drunk himself silly, and decided to let a man down the well--a much shorter way than going across to the island and entering by the tunnel. The fat's in the fire now. If we release your uncle we can't get him away."
"No," replied Pratt, looking through the c.h.i.n.k in the boards. "Here they come: Gradoff, Rod, the Pole, the whole gang except the fellows below. It strikes me we are squarely trapped."
Looking towards the prisoner on the floor, Armstrong fancied he caught a malignant gleam in the man's eyes.
"On the whole," he said quietly, "I'm inclined to agree with you."
CHAPTER XXII
A PARLEY
"You're more hefty with tools than I am," said Pratt to Armstrong. "So if you'll run upstairs and smash that chain off my uncle, I'll keep an eye on what's happening outside."
"Right," replied Armstrong. "The hammer strikes me as a bit light for the job, but one can only try. Yell if you want me."
Taking the hammer and chisel, he leapt up the winding staircase to the topmost room. Mr. Pratt was thoughtfully drawing his fingers through his beard.
"So you are the third member of the trio," he said.
"Yes, I'm Armstrong. If you'll kindly stretch the chain tight over the edge of the bed, I'll do my best to break a link. I'm afraid I shall jar you, but----"
"Don't consider that. Make your break as near my leg as you can."
"I'll break the loop. Are you ready, sir?"
"Quite."
For perhaps two minutes the room echoed and re-echoed with the metallic din of hammering. The chisel was of finely tempered steel, and Armstrong compensated the lightness of the hammer by the vigour of his blows. A link snapped, the chain clanked upon the floor, and the prisoner stood up, free.
"Very neatly done," said he. "And now I will go below and join you and your companions in a council of war."
"There are only two of us now, sir," said Armstrong. "Warrender didn't come back."
As they went downstairs he related succinctly the events of the last three-quarters of an hour. Mr. Pratt made no comment. Entering first the room at the bottom, he threw a glance on the printing press, the piles of paper, and the Swede glowering on the floor; then he turned to his nephew.
"Well, Percy, what is going on?" he asked.
"Nothing, Uncle. I haven't seen any of the men. D'you think they see the game is up, and have bolted?"
"I think not, judging by what your friend has just told me. It appears that they have captured the other man--Warrender, I think you called him--and they know that you two are here. It seems improbable that they will decamp already. They outnumber you hopelessly, and it is more than likely that there is a large number of forged notes in the tower which they will secure if they can."
"Well, as the coast seems clear, can't we get away?" asked Percy. "We came to rescue you; our job's done."
"But, if you'll permit me, mine is just beginning," said Mr. Pratt. "Do you suppose that I'd be content to walk meekly away, and let the pack of scoundrels who have made my house a hotbed of crime get off with the fruits of their villainy?" The old gentleman spoke warmly. "I've knocked about the world for more than thirty years, been in many tight corners, and I've never knuckled under to man, beast, or circ.u.mstance.
This is the tightest of them all, and, by the Lord Harry, I'll make a fight for it. You young fellows----"
"We're with you, sir," cried Armstrong, enthusiastically.
"Rather!" exclaimed Pratt. "If you're game, Uncle Ambrose----"
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