They'll figure the going may be good still if they can once get past us.

Look out for a rush!" But when the door went down at last in a mess of splinters there was no rush--nothing but silence--a dark, square, stone room containing two cots and a table, and fruit scattered all over the floor amid gray dust and fragments of cement.

Grim laughed curtly.
"Look, sir!" The fruit-baskets were on the floor by one of the cots, and the TNT containers were still in them.

They had tipped out the fruit, and then run at the sound of the battering ram.
Goodenough stepped into the room, and we followed him.

Beyond the table, half-hidden by a great stone slab, was a dark hole in the floor.