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They went different ways; Knapp by a series of trails and planks to the south bank and thence across country, footing it through the night to his lair near Stockton. Garland would move north to friends of his up toward the mining camps along the Feather. They made a rendezvous for a night six days distant. Then they would carry away the money to places of safety which they went to prepare.
It should have been called "The Shagbark" or "The Doodle Bug's Lair."
"I allude, sir, to the British Lion. "Devoted, mind and body, heart and soul, to Freedom, sir to Freedom, blessed solace to the snail upon the cellar-door, the oyster in his pearly bed, the still mite in his home of cheese, the very winkle of your country in his shelly lair in her unsullied name, we offer you our sympathy.
Lincoln was at Petersburg at Grant's headquarters when, a few miles off, Davis received the fatal intelligence that Lee was being deserted so freely that there would not be a body-guard left him. He fled, to be ignominiously captured in female disguise. His lair was hot when Lincoln entered it, and made it his closet, whence he issued his orders.
Alone in the open area of No Man's Land, Tom Slade paused for an instant to think. What should he do? Suddenly there appeared out of a shell hole not twenty feet ahead of him a helmeted figure. It rose up grimly, uncannily, like a dragon out of the sea, and levelled a rifle straight at him. So that was the lair of the sharpshooter! Tom was not afraid.
I told him with marked emphasis that I would see him and Hamilton hanged first, and requested him to conduct me to my room with no more of his nonsense. He produced then a key from somewhere and led the way out of his lair, giving me a vicious sidelong look in passing. "Any one I know staying here?" I asked him before he left my room.
As Lieutenant Schwatka was not only the senior officer of the expedition, but at the same time taller than I by several inches, I willingly yielded him the top bunk of our state-room, and waited patiently outside until he had prepared his lair, for it would be impossible for two to work at the same time in such very narrow space.
Next night, stiff and sore from her wounds, she crawled out into the wood, and Vulp and his vixen put an end to her misery long before the badgers ventured from their lair. Winter, with its long hours of sleep, passed quietly away.
On the eighth afternoon we were in the "blind" at three o'clock as usual. We had tied a goat to a tree nearby and her two kids were but a few feet away. The grass-filled lair lay shimmering in the breathless heat, silent save for the echoes of the bleating goats.
To that end I was on my way to the Despatch office when sheer chance switched me into the City Hall tragedy. I possessed myself of the apparatus " "That was the square black bag!" cried Jack. "Of course and hustled back to the Atlas Building. You can bet I was relieved when I found that Monsieur X had returned to his lair." "Talcum disturbed again?" asked Jack. "Precisely." "And the black bag?"
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