"What on earth made us so absent-minded as to believe that a priceless relic would be kept in an old shed like this ?" "We're sure enough idiots!" groaned Dan.
"Hold on there, fellows," interrupted Dave Darrin.

"Vent all your anger right on me.

I'm the great and only cause of this misfortune.

It was I who proposed that we take up that cockney's invitation.

I'm the real and only offender against decent good sense, and yet you both have to suffer with me." "Let's give another yell, bigger than before," suggested Dan weakly.
They did, but with no better result than before.
"The launches are away now, anyway, I guess," groaned Farley, after consulting his watch.
"Yes, and we're up the tree with the commandant," grunted Dalzell bitterly.
"Yell again ?" asked Farley.
"No," retorted Dave, shaking his head.