Be pleased to make the most of it!" he answered.
Within two minutes after that we had eight prisoners disarmed and subdued, some of them rather the worse for battery.

The amazing thing was that we hadn't a serious casualty among the lot of us.
We could have totaled a square yard of skin, no doubt, and a bushel of bruises (if that is the way you measure them) but mine was the only knife-wound.

I felt beastly proud.
By the light of the electric torch we dragged and prodded the prisoners back whence they had come, and presently Grim or somebody found a lantern and lit it.

We found ourselves in a square cavern--a perfect cube it looked like--about thirty feet wide each way.
In the midst was a plain stone coffer with its lid removed and set on end against it.

In the coffer lay a tall man's skeleton, with the chin still bound in linen browned with age.