"Jove, he's gone a long way with it, too!" he muttered, looking upward.

"Another foot or so and he would have been outside.

I wonder the place didn't collapse." Engleton dragged himself a little way back.

He remained upon the floor, but there was support for his back now against the wall.
"Well," he said, "what is it this evening ?" "The end," Forrest answered shortly.
Engleton did not flinch.

Of the three men, although his physical condition was the worst, he seemed the most at his ease.
"The end," he remarked.