Bobby
Littell was the first to find her voice.
"Well, I guess we're all here," she observed matter-of-factly.
"Esther, are you hurt?"
"No-o, I think not," said Esther slowly. "Wasn't it awful! Let's get
out of here, quick."
A hasty investigation proved that no one was injured, and as one of
the men said, shaken nerves could not be allowed to count.
"That was a narrow escape, a mighty narrow escape!" said the other
man. "I fully expected to be smashed in the wreck of the car when it
struck the concrete well."
"I'll never ride in another elevator, never!" ejaculated the woman
who had seized Louise. "Why, I'll dream of this for weeks to come."
The girls said nothing, though their lips were white and Betty's
knees were trembling. She was rather angry that she should feel this
loss of control after everything was over, but it was natural.
"How do we get out?" Bob addressed the operator briskly. "Can you
open the doors? Come on now, nothing is going to hurt you--the danger
is over."
The poor darky was actually gray with fright, and his face was
bruised where he had been thrown against the grating when the car
stopped.
"I doan know how you-all kin get out, Boss," he said tremulously.
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