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"You have saved our lives," exclaimed Lieutenant Canfield, as the dusky form of the Huron appeared beside him. "Ain't hurt, eh? den we go," said he, not noticing the remark. "No, neither of us is hurt." "I beliebes a bullet struck me aside de head," said Cato, removing his cap, and scratching his black poll. "A bullet struck you?" repeated the Lieutenant, in astonishment. "Where did it hit you?"
By nightfall the wind was wailing eerily through the chimneys; but the checkerboard panes of light one glimpsed through the trees of the Westfall lane were bright and cheery. In the comfortable sitting room of the farmhouse, Carl rose and drew the shades, added a log to the great, open fireplace and glanced humorously at his companion who was industriously playing Canfield.
Oonomoo lay flat upon his back, breathing heavily, while the copious pools of blood around him showed how numerous and severe were his wounds. Lieutenant Canfield lifted his head, while the missionary supported Fluellina.
They would say he had made a fool of himself; he had been an easy mark for a little outsider. He wondered just how it had happened. The fact was that Kedzie had appealed to his pity. That was what none of the other eligibles had ever done, least of all Charity the ineligible. He went home. He found his father and mother playing double Canfield and wrangling over it as usual.
"She kept growing more excited after we left New York, and I thought she would faint when we came in sight of Canfield, but she didn't until the train stopped; and then the moment she saw mama, she tried to speak, and fainted right away."
The sun was now past the meridian, and the young soldier began to look momentarily for the appearance of the Huron. An hour or two had passed, when Cato spoke: "Massa Canfield, 'tain't noways likely dat ar Injine will be along afore dark. Dat's de time dem critters likes to travel, so what's de use ob our waitin' here so long.
"There's one thing we overlooked," Will said as Canfield whispered to them that he had found the deserted shaft, "and that is this: We should have directed the boys in the gangway to have attracted the attention of the outlaws by a little pistol practice while we are communicating with our friends. They may be all packed away in the chamber together."
"I should like to see a larger room," said Walter, not venturing to make any comment on the hall room. He was shown an adjoining apartment, about ten feet by twelve. It was small, but decidedly preferable to the other. "How much do you charge for this room, Mrs. Canfield?"
Canfield, and we'll meet Dick when he comes down to the second level with the rope. As soon as we get the boys out of their trouble, we can leave the three outlaws in full possession of the mine. If we watch the shaft at the old tool house, they can never get out without our knowing it!" "I don't understand what you have in mind," faltered Canfield.
"There's something wrong there!" "Then you'd better take long steps," replied Will, "for if you put any weight on those rungs, you're likely to land at the bottom of the shaft. The rungs have been cut!" "I can't believe that!" replied Canfield. "Suppose you look and see!" The caretaker advanced cautiously downward until he came to where a fine line of sawdust lay on one of the rungs.
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