"Prescott did it." "But good old Dave was right at hand to help," Dick contended staunchly.
"Get yourselves together, boys.

Then we'll get down out of here," urged Mr.Macey.

"I haven't done anything, but I feel as though I'd be the one to reel and faint." "Take this scarf, now, please," begged Dick, holding open his coat.
The real estate man looked over the bauble that had placed two manly lives in such desperate jeopardy.

The fabric was much torn, but all the precious stones still appeared to be there.
Mr.Macey folded the scarf and placed it in one of his own inner pockets.
"Now, let us get down out of here," begged the real estate man.
"This place is giving me the horrors." "You can start ahead, sir," laughed Dave.

"But we want time to put our shoes on." Two or three minutes later the four started below, going slowly over the ladder part of the route.