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Chapter 45—The Mine
Chapter 45—The Mine Night came, and the lamp began to burn dimly in the close air of the room. At eight o’clock they made their final preparations. The guns were carefully loaded, and an opening was begun in the roof of the snow-house. Bell worked cleverly at this for a few minutes, when Johnson, who had left the bedroom, where he was on guard, for a few minutes, returned rapidly to his companions. He seemed disturbed. “What is the matter?” the captain asked. “The matter? nothing!” answered the old sailor, hesitatingly, “yet —” “What is it?” asked Altamont. “Hush! Don’t you hear a strange sound?” “On which side?” “There! There is something happening to the wall of that room.” Bell stopped his work; each one listened. A distant noise could be heard, apparently in the side wall; some
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