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Updated: May 4, 2025
She shivered; the room was very cold, and as she shivered her image in the mirror of the wardrobe shivered, and also her shadow that climbed up the wall and bent at right-angles at the cornice till it reached the middle of the ceiling. Mrs. Moze replied obstinately: "I've not taken leave of my senses, and I'll thank you to remember that I'm your mother.
We crawled, climbed, and jumped from piece to piece. A yell from Emett halted us. We saw him above, on the extreme point of wall. Waving his arms, he yelled unintelligible commands to us. The fierce baying of Don and Moze added to our desperate energy. The last jumble of splintered rock cleared, we faced a terrible and wonderful scene. "Look! Look!" I gasped to Jones.
Audrey felt sick at the thought that if her father had returned only a few minutes earlier he might have trapped her at the safe itself. She still kept one hand behind her. Miss Ingate, who with all her qualities was rather easily flustered, ran out of the dangerous room in Audrey's wake. They met Mr. Mathew Moze at the half-landing of the stairs.
You was warned. Ask Shady an' Moze they see what's up." "No luck 'll ever come our way ag'in," predicted Shady, mournfully. "It beats me, boss, it beats me," muttered Moze. "A crazy woman on my hands! If thet ain't the last straw!" broke out Anson, tragically, as he turned away.
When the policeman held up his hand as we came through Ellsworth I thought you were caught. I shall just go home." "I don't care much about going to Frinton, Jenny," said Audrey. Indeed, Moze lay within not many miles of Frinton-on-Sea. Then Audrey and Miss Ingate observed a phenomenon that was both novel and extremely disturbing. Tears came into the eyes of Jane Foley.
"Boss, we'll never git 'ern back, not 'n a hundred years," declared Moze. "Thet settles us, Snake Anson," stridently added Shady Jones. "Them hosses are gone! You can kiss your hand to them.... They wasn't hobbled. They hed an orful scare. They split on thet stampede an' they'll never git together. ... See what you've fetched us to!"
"It was only a breeze blowin' thet smoke," rejoined Moze. "I'd bet my soul somethin' went back of me," declared Anson, glaring into the void. "Listen an' let's make shore," suggested Wilson. The guilty, agitated faces of the outlaws showed plain enough in the flickering light for each to see a convicting dread in his fellow. Like statues they stood, watching and listening.
He was not demonstrative, looked rather askance at Jones, and avoided the other dogs. "That dog will make a great lion-chaser," said Jones, decisively, after his study of Sounder. "He and Moze will keep us busy, once they learn we want lions." "I don't believe any dog-trainer could teach them short of six months," replied Frank.
Urging and dragging Moze, I ran down the ravine as fast as I could, and soon encountered Wallace coming from the middle ravine. "Jones," he said excitedly, "this way there's the signal again." We dashed in haste for the mouth of the third ravine, and came suddenly upon Jones, kneeling under a pinyon tree. "Boys, look!" he exclaimed, as he pointed to the ground.
"He tried to yank her off an' she biffed him," replied Wilson. "That Riggs is jest daffy or plain locoed," said Snake, in an aside to Moze. "Boss, you mean plain cussed. Mark my words, he'll hoodoo this outfit. Jim was figgerin' correct." "Hoodoo " cursed Anson, under his breath. Many hands made quick work.
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