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Our destination, Thuvia said, was a distant storeroom where arms and ammunition in plenty might be found. From there she was to lead us to the summit of the cliffs, from where it would require both wondrous wit and mighty fighting to win our way through the very heart of the stronghold of the Holy Therns to the world without.
The sealed storeroom was opened, the supplies slung by crane down from the ship. The compact assembly, streamlined for this purpose, was all ready for the morrow. They spent the night within the ship, much against their will. After the taste of freedom they had been given, the cramped interior weighed upon them, closing like a prison. Raf lay on his pad unable to sleep.
It was a very large room, sharing the front of the house with a large study; and behind them all the other rooms huddled as of no account, none of them bigger than Keziah's Redford storeroom. The study was sacred to the master of the house; the drawing-room to "company". One look showed Deb that Mary never sat there, and that it was not she who had chosen and arranged the furniture.
The other strangers they were six in all strolled about with an air of ease, put their heads through the door of the storeroom, congregated round the grave, pointed understandingly at the cross, and generally made themselves at home. "I don't like those chaps and, I say, Kayerts, they must be from the coast; they've got firearms," observed the sagacious Carlier.
'Karl, he spoke in German to one of the men in the doorway, 'you will put this fellow in the storeroom till I return, and you will be answerable to me for his keeping. I was marched out of the room with a pistol at each ear. The storeroom was a damp chamber in what had been the old farmhouse. There was no carpet on the uneven floor, and nothing to sit down on but a school form.
And setting down the pitcher of water and loaf of bread he had been carrying he hurried off. "Now is our time!" whispered Tom, as soon as he was certain the man of all work was gone. "But which way shall we go?" questioned Sam "Follow me, and I'll show you." Leaving the storeroom, Tom led the way through the semi-dark hallway and up the stairs.
Going down the ladder again, I crouched in a corner, for I was sure that the racket below would attract the attention of Riggs and Harris, and that they would be down to investigate. I would have wagered that some one had broken into the storeroom containing the mysterious cargo.
I am going up into the storeroom to look over some trunks. In the morning I will take a car down-town and we'll have a late breakfast afterward. Good-night." "Good-night, ma'am. But I'm thinking I wouldn't count too much on the cars being early to-morrow, ma'am. It's a regular blizzard snowing, and the tracks are getting blocked." "Humph! that's always the way.
I told the bummers, with a great show of courage, that I had no idea of giving them my keys, and as I walked off, feeling quite triumphant, I had the mortification of seeing them dismount and swagger to the doors of the mealroom, smokehouse, and storeroom, slip their miserable, dastardly swords into the locks, and open the doors, with the most perfect ease.
Bunny was out in the storeroom opening a new box of prunes. "They're up on a high shelf, I'll get one down for you, Sue." But as she was going to do this a man entered the store. He was Mr. Flynt, and Sue heard Mrs. Golden sigh when she saw him. "You'll have to wait a minute about that oatmeal," said the storekeeper to George. "I'll get it down for you in a little while.
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