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Updated: June 27, 2025
Even Bug's conversion was rather a high price to pay for the fright and indignities they had endured at the hands of Mr. Dude Moxley. They remembered also that the burning of the mill was indirectly due to Randy's foolish shot. The certain prospect of the insurance money effectively silenced any resentment that Mr. Zinn might otherwise have felt toward the boys.
We must wait patiently and see what happens." "I can't understand that warning Nugget and I received," added Clay. "I hope the man will keep his word and help us out of this scrape." "I wouldn't count on that," replied Ned; "and yet there may be more in it than we suppose." "Hush!" whispered Randy with his eyes to the crevice. "Here comes the tramp." Moxley rose and approached the closet.
"Hold steady now and look out for the rope end." But before Hocker could throw it footsteps came hastily over the floor above, and then a loud shrill whistle was heard Jeffries's signal. An instant of breathless suspense was followed by the sudden thrusting of a shiny object through a hole in the floor a little to one side of the closet. "No you don't," cried Moxley in a savage voice.
Well, we traveled down the creek fur a couple of days until a rock knocked the bottom out of our boat and sunk it." Bug hesitated briefly, and then resumed in a faltering voice: "We picked up another boat that night, and started off again, but I reckon Moxley must have suddenly got suspicious of me, for when morning came he gave me the slip and that was the last I seen of him.
Rising quickly to his feet, he seized both boys in an iron grasp and dragged them several yards across the floor to a big closet that occupied the corner of the mill. He unbolted the door and shoved his captives roughly inside. "Don't you dare to whimper," he hissed savagely. "Mind that, my lads. Dude Moxley ain't to be trifled with."
Fright gave Moxley the strength of a madman, and by a determined effort he tore loose from his plucky assailant, and springing to his feet started to run. He struck Hocker, who jumped in front of him, a furious blow that sent him reeling backward, but before he could make use of his advantage, he tripped on a log, and came down heavily.
Jeffries was already in conversation with Moxley when his companions reached the wasteway. They could hear the voices of the two men indistinctly. Hocker motioned Ned to the rear seat beside Abner; then seizing the oars he pulled the boat swiftly into the deep shadows under the mill. The next step was a more difficult one.
There's one young gentleman in your party I'm 'specially anxious to see. I've had a cherished memento of him fur the last ten days, and it's quite a load on my mind because I haven't given him anything in return. It keeps me from sleepin' sound at nights." Here Mr. Moxley threw out his right leg, and turned the trousers up a few inches, revealing half a dozen red scars on his ankle.
I know this other chap, too," added the constable. "His folks are sober, respectable people over at the Gap, but he ain't much better than Moxley. We've met more than once before. How is it, my man?" Bug hung his head but said nothing. The scene was inexpressibly painful to Ned, and he was greatly relieved when the conversation turned on the rescue of his companions.
Atterby-Smith, the two Misses Atterby-Smith and the young Mr. Atterby-Smith arrive, they are to be shown to their rooms. Tell the cook also to put off dinner till half-past eight, and if Mr. and Mrs. Scroope arrive earlier, tell Moxley to tell them that I am sorry to be a little late, but that I was delayed by some parish business. Now do you understand?" "Yes, my Lady," said Alfred and vanished.
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