There is another way into the grounds through a little hall here." He turned and opened a door almost as small as a panel.

"I was shown this secret door the other day, and since ours is a secret mission let us use it." "Very well.

But a minute more," said Iberville.

He went and unhooked a fine brass lantern, of old Dutch workmanship, swung from the ceiling by a chain.

"We shall need a light," he remarked.
They passed into the musty little hallway, and Gering with some difficulty drew back the bolts.