CHAPTER XXII
Into the Haunted House
A hoarse shout came through the darkness.
"Chief! Redhead! They've got away. Watch for 'em!"
Some one was scrambling through the opening in the shed, bellowing in a frantic voice, warning the other smugglers of the escape.
"Into the house!" snapped Fenton Hardy. He began to run swiftly across the yard toward the big gloomy house. Frank and Joe followed.
The man in the shed saw the moving figures.
The darkness was pierced by a flash of crimson and a revolver barked three times.
From the lane came sounds of running feet. A man was shouting:
"What is it? What's the matter?"
"They've got away! Hardy and them boys! They've escaped. Look! There they are now—running across the yard!"
The revolver spoke again. But the shots were wild, for the detective and his sons were
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