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Hastily collecting their children, they had barely time to escape to a rock a short distance from their house, when the landslide carried the house and barns, with the ground on which they stood, into the ravine, burying them and their entire contents beneath twenty feet of earth.
"I'm sure I didn't," he replied, thrown from his equilibrium by her directness, her frankness, so like her father's landslide directness. "Yes, you dodged. You had made up your mind never to be caught like this again, hadn't you? To make it your life work to keep out of my way?" He dared to look at her directly, and was reassured.
Well! when he got to the spring, he noticed that there had been a kind of landslide above it, of course, from water cleavage, and there was a distinct mark of it on the mountain side, where it had uprooted and thrown over some small bushes! Excited as Bray was, he recognized with a hysterical sensation the track made by Eugenia in her fall, which he himself had noticed.
He must have been struck by the landslide and not overwhelmed by it, but rather carried before it like a stick in a rush of water. At the outermost edge of the wave he lay with the rocks and dirt washed over him. Boone swung from the saddle and lifted Pierre le Rouge. The gleam of metal was the cross which his fingers still gripped.
Then we had to buy them in order to make our corner good." For five long minutes, in choking silence, Wild Water fought a battle with himself, then reluctantly gave in. "I'm in bad," he said brokenly. "The landscape's fair sproutin' eggs. An' the quicker I get out the better. There might come a landslide of 'em. I'll be there at two o'clock. But forty thousand dollars!"
We apply to the long-suffering attendant, who tells us that they are the new growth on some great gash, cut possibly by a fall or landslide in the winter, and as we go along he shows us some of these bare patches, yet unhealed, torn by an avalanche of stones and mud and snow.
The idea of going in search of the lost mine appealed to him strongly. "Sure, we'd be careful," added Phil. "Aren't we always careful? All aboard for the Landslide Mine, say I! Come on, if you are going!" And he grinned broadly. "Better wait until after lunch," returned the senator's son, dryly. "We might have something you'd like to eat, Phil." "All right, just as you say."
"And you are Senator Morr's son, eh?" said the old miner, turning to Link Merwell. "I am," was the bold answer, but when the old miner looked him squarely in the eyes, Merwell had to turn his gaze away. "I understood that Maurice Harrison, when he died, willed the Landslide Mine to your family," went on Tom Dillon. "He did, and I and my friend are here to look for it," answered Link Merwell.
It was true Frank had escaped from the track of the landslide and had brought his sweetheart to safety. Behind them the avalanche of earth, and stones, and timber was heaping itself on the tiny plateau and pouring over the brink of the cliff in a cascade that thundered into the valley below.
But a bleak horror threw a gray shade upon his face as his staring eyes saw that the trail was growing fainter fainter fainter. At the foot of a steep crag, where a mass of earth, stones, and dead spruce-trees showed that there had lately been a landslide on the mountain above, he lost it altogether. It had led him to a pile of rubbish.
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