Frank, you know the way better than any of us, and can go quickest.

Ride for your life back to the house, and bring that Manila line you used to catch the alligator with.

Don't let his mother hear you--a greater suspense would kill her." While Frank was gone the others carefully examined the "sink hole," and cut away the bushes and vines from around its edges.

It was an irregular opening, about twenty feet across, and a short distance below the surface had limestone sides.
Begging the others to be perfectly quiet, Mr.Elmer lay down on the ground, and reaching as far over the edge as he dared, called, "Mark! my boy! Mark!" but there was no answer.

Still Mr.Elmer listened, and when he rose to his feet he said, "March, it seems as though I heard the sound of running water down there.