"Then fire!"
Simultaneously with Jimsy's order came a deafening report. In that
confined space it sounded as if a huge cannon had been fired. Roy
staggered back under the "kick" of the heavy charge.
"Once more," he announced.
Again a sonorous report sounded, but this time a section of the door was
blown right out of the framework. The daylight streamed in through it.
"Now then for the test," cried Roy. "Come on, Jimsy."
The two boys placed their shoulders to the door. With a suddenness that
was startling, it burst open, and they faced freedom. The lock had been
fairly driven from its hold by the twice repeated charge of shot.
The young aviators were free once more. But it remained to be seen if
the men who wished them harm had wrought their vengeance on the _Golden
Butterfly_.
CHAPTER XIV.
WHAT'S TO BE DONE WITH THE WREN?
The _Golden Butterfly_, as an examination proved, had not been damaged
during their imprisonment in the hut. Evidently, the men who had slammed
the door and padlocked it had made off at top speed as soon as they had
completed what they hoped would be a source of sore trouble to the young
aviators.
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