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'He would rather be in bed, muttered the priest, with his mouth full. It was a queer scene, such as we only act in real life.
The air of the place was close, too, and between their exertions and their anxiety, they were soon dripping with perspiration. Charteris called a halt at last. "By Jove, it's just struck me what a do it would be if they had laid a trap for us!" he muttered. "Quite a shallow hole would bring us down on top of on another, and we should be at their mercy."
In the evening, as soon as the children were gone to bed, Jane took a paper out of her work-basket, saying, 'There, Emily, is my account of Phyl's scrapes through this whole week; I told you I should write them all down. 'How kind! muttered Claude. Regardless of her brother, who had not looked up from his book, Jane began reading her list of poor Phyllis's misadventures.
Lie down, dear Miss Radie, and I'll read to you the blessed words of comfort that have been sealed for me ever since I saw you last. They have but that's over. And she turned up her pallid, puckered face, and, with a trembling and knotted pair of hands uplifted, she muttered an awful thanksgiving.
"You miserable old mischief-maker" he muttered slowly, and with hate and emphasis in every word. "You're tellin' him to see me for information concernin' Bob McGraw, ain't you? You're tellin' him this road agent's a friend o' mine, because I called for a registered letter for him once, ain't you?
"It is right," muttered he, in a grumbling tone; "when we are with other people we must do as they wish; but there are some who would like better to eat brown bread with their own knife, than partridges with the silver fork of a master." "And I am one of those, father," replied Robert, merrily; "but, as the proverb says, you must shell the peas before you can eat them.
The news was presently dispersed, and all felt an interest, until finally Nanking produced his stork. "It is like a stork, indeed!" uttered Peter Alrichs; "'tis big as one, too, but its wings are all white!" "'Tis a stork, yah, op myne eer! Upon my honor, it is!" muttered uncle Van Swearingen. "Nanking is not an idiot, papa!" said Elsje, overjoyed.
Again Frank counted moving figures to himself. "Twenty more," he muttered. "Where on earth did they all come from? By George! They certainly are taking a long chance marching around like this. Well, the more we can get the better." At the door of the cabin the Germans halted. Three of their number stepped forward and went inside.
He saw the wires and rods swaying above the car. For a second the car slowed up, then, with a snort it leaped right at him. Nimble as he was, he barely escaped being run down. As the car flashed past him, he wheeled about and almost instantly his automatic barked three times. Simultaneous with the last shot there came a louder explosion. "Tire! Got you," he muttered.
As yet the police have been unable to discover any further traces of the missing property, but it is to be hoped that before long the offenders will be discovered and brought to justice." There was a moment's silence. "I wish I'd told my guv'nor," muttered Jack Vance. "Well, tell him now," said Diggory. "Oh no, I can't now; he'd wonder why I hadn't done it sooner.
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