It was frightful; but the big note was more like a trombone, only twenty times louder.
"Well, do you think that we have done with them ?" "I hope so, Harry.

At any rate, you can be assured that they will never fight their way up here and, long before our provisions are finished, I have no doubt that I shall be able to hit on some plan of escape." The day passed quietly.

The woods were as silent as usual.

The Burmans were all in high spirits at the success of Meinik's horn.
When it became dark, they hung a blanket before the entrance, placed one of the lads on watch just outside it, and then lighted a fire.

Stanley took a couple of torches and went up to Harry, taking the precaution to hang a cloth before the window.
"I have not said much about thanking you, old fellow," Harry said, "but you must know how I feel." "You had better say nothing about it, Harry.