"There is good water in the bucket," answered Dick.
"That's gone."
"Then you'll have to wait until later for more."
"Todd has got to have water."
At this announcement the boys looked questioningly at each other.
"It may be true," said Dick. "I shouldn't want the man to die just because we had refused him water."
"It may be a trick, just to get the hatch open again," put in Dan Baxter. "If I were you I wouldn't trust them. I know that crowd better than you do."
"You can have water in the morning," called down Dick. "In the meantime you keep quiet and do what you can for Todd. If you don't keep quiet you'll get the worst of it."
"Wait till I get my hands on you!" came in the hoarse voice of Sack Todd. "I'll pulverize you!"
"He's a long way from being dead, by his voice," said Dick. "I reckon he was playing off on us." And this was largely true. Sack Todd's wound was painful but by no means serious.
It must be confessed that the boys hardly knew how to proceed. But presently Dick remembered Where he had seen some hooks and nails and he sent Dan Baxter for these. When they were brought he calmly proceeded to fasten the extra
