CHAPTER XXIII

The Chimney Collapses Frank Hardy ran over to the bed where Hanleigh was sleeping. The uproar on the roof had already aroused the man somewhat and he was stirring restlessly. Frank shook him. “Get up!” he shouted. “The chimney is caving in!” Hanleigh sat up quickly. “What?” he demanded, rubbing his eyes. “Get up! It’s dangerous here. The storm blew down one of the trees and it struck the chimney!” There was another crash. Stones and rocks went bumping and rolling down the roof, and more débris came tumbling into th…