No more nonsense: take out that box and strike a light." Vince turned aside to smother his laughter, then turned back to listen.
"Do you hear me ?" cried Mike, in a hoarse, excited tone.

"You'll be sorry for this.

See if I come out with you again!" Vince remained perfectly still, listening while he heard Mike make a short dash or two in the darkness as if to seize him, kicking up the stones on the floor and once more threatening what he would do when he got hold of his companion again.
Then he shouted louder, his voice echoing along the passage; and at last from far back in the darkness he groaned out: "Vince! Vince, old chap, don't leave me here all alone!" That appeal went home to Vince's heart at once.
"Who's going to ?" he cried rather huskily.

"Come on.

This way, old obstinate.