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Updated: May 7, 2025
Do you mean I've been bunked? I spoke up sharp; but I was feelin' pretty sick, for I just remembered that we didn't register that sample when we mailed it to the assayer. "'Your nugget's been seen, and sawed, and smeltered. Got that? As part of the skulduggery they been slippin' to young Stan, your package has been opened, says Petey, leerin' at me. 'Great Scott!
The farmer lifted one end of the canvas, and gave it a vigorous jerk, thus liberating the dog, who began to prance about his master. A second pull revealed Nugget's legs thrashing wildly about on the grass. The dog immediately made a dart at them, but the farmer caught him by the scruff of the neck and dragged him back.
You'll find I earn every penny of that salary ... Mr Burns and I will now take a turn up the drive while you think it over. He linked his arm in mine and drew me away. As we turned the corner of the drive I caught a glimpse over my shoulder of the Little Nugget's parents. They were standing where we had left them, as if Sam's eloquence had rooted them to the spot.
To begin with, there ain't but you and your bunch and me and my bunch dat knows de Little Nugget's on dis side at all. Dey sneaked him out of New York mighty slick. And I heard that you had come here after him. So when I runs into a guy dat's trailin' de kid down here, well, who's it going to be if it ain't youse?
Randy stared at Clay for an instant and then burst into a laugh. Why this avowal on Nugget's part was received in such a peculiar way will be more clearly understood if a few words be said about that young gentleman himself. Nugget was a New York boy, greatly addicted to cream colored clothes, white vests, patent leather shoes, high collars, gorgeous neckties, kid gloves, and canes.
The hot liquid scalded the brute's paws, and snarling with rage and pain, he bolted into the tent after Nugget. For a second or two there was a terrible outcry. Nugget's appeals for help mingled with the dog's angry barking. Then the tent shook violently and toppled to the ground.
Nugget's face assumed a mollified expression, and he accepted a hearty handclasp from Ned and Randy. Then he began to brush the dust from his neat gray suit and patent leather shoes. Meanwhile Clayton Halsey had been fairly choking with stifled mirth in a dark corner of the room. He now came forward, trying hard to assume an expression of gravity.
Suddenly a cry rang in his ears with the sharpness of a pistol shot and reverberated through the cavern. An instant later he felt a violent concussion on the right, and reaching out his hand he touched the combing of Nugget's canoe. He clung to it with all his might and managed to keep the two canoes side by side as the current whirled them on through the darkness.
'We are going to steal out through the back way and try to slip through to the village. The Nugget's comment on the scheme was brief and to the point. He did not embarrass me with fulsome praise of my strategic genius. 'Of all the fool games! he said simply. 'In this rain? No, sir! This new complication was too much for me. In planning out my manoeuvres I had taken his cooperation for granted.
Just then the rustling in the thicket recommenced, and with wonderful celerity Nugget disappeared into the heart of the tree. But the creature, whatever it might be, was going in the opposite direction from the pool. This emboldened Clay, and without hesitation he started in pursuit, paying no attention to Nugget's appealing cries.
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