The third was a fair fit, and with an effort the bolt of the
lock was forced back.
"Hurrah! the door's open!" exclaimed Tom. "Now you can go where you
please."
"Then you wouldn't stay here?" questioned Sam anxiously.
"Not much! I'd hide in one of the dormitories, and I wouldn't show
myself until Captain Putnam gets back. I'll see to it that you get
something to eat, and when the captain returns you can tell him that if
you had remained in this place all night you would have been frozen to
death."
Sam was willing enough to take Tom's advice, and was soon in the
hallway. Then the door was locked again.
"It's heartless to leave poor Tubby in that cell," said Tom. "Let's get
him out too."
"All right--if you can find a key to fit the lock."
Losing no time, the brothers tried one key after another in the lock to
the door of the stone cell.
"Who's that?" came in a chatter from Tubbs.
"Tom Rover," was the answer. "I've just released Sam, and now we are
going to release you, if we can."
"Good for you Rover.
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