In the hall below Pete overtook him and halted him again.
"Aw, come on--be a sport!" he urged.

"Just open this one cell, here, and give that lad the keys.

He can do the rest while we beat it.

If you was in there, wouldn't you want to get out ?" This appeal had its effect on the Samaritan.

He unlocked the cell door, after a cautious trying of half a dozen keys.