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Taking these things into consideration, he thrust back the knife which he had half unsheathed, and, retreating with the slow gliding motion of a serpent, got beyond the chance of being detected, just as Bumpus rose to follow Poopy to the cave. The savage entered its yawning mouth in a few seconds and glided noiselessly into its dark recesses like an evil spirit.
Poopy, in a fit of absence of mind, was about to resume her seat on the iron pot, when a simultaneous shriek, bark, and roar recalled her scattered faculties, produced a "hee! hee!" varied with a faint "ho!" and induced her to sit down on the floor beside her mistress. "Now, tell me, Poopy," said Alice, "did you ever hear of friends who were not really friends, but enemies?"
But won't I give it you all in my first letter? and won't you open your eyes until they look like two blue saucers?" Further conversation between the friends was interrupted at this point by the inrushing of Toozle, followed up by Poopy, and a short time after, by Mr. Mason, who took Alice away with him, and left poor Corrie disconsolate.
The plan was eminently successful. By a series of jerks on the part of Corrie, and proppings on the part of Poopy, the former was enabled to attain to a kneeling position, not, however, without a few failures, in one of which he fell forward on his face, and left a deep impression of his fat little nose in the mud.
Alice sprang up at once. "My father told me to follow him some time ago," said she. "I have been too long of doing so already. I do hope that you will succeed." So saying, and with a cheerful "Good-bye!" the little girl ran down the mountain-side, closely followed by Toozle and Poopy.
"Hee! hee! ho! ho!" remarked Poopy. "Silence, you lump of black putty!" thundered the aspiring youth. "Come, don't be cross to my maid," said Alice, quickly. Corrie laughed, and was about to continue his discourse on the events and rumors of the day, when Mr. Mason's voice was heard at the other end of the house. "Ho! Corrie."
The seaman followed the boy obediently, and in a few minutes stood beside Alice. Corrie had expected to find her there, but he had not counted on meeting with Poopy and Jo Bumpus. "Hallo, Grampus! is that you?" "Wot! Corrie, my boy, is it yourself? Give us your flipper, small though it be. I didn't think I'd niver see ye agin, lad." "No more did I, Grampus; it was very nearly all up with us."
There is no doubt whatever that they would have succeeded in ultimately escaping from this pertinacious ghost, and poor Poopy would have had to make the best of her way to Sandy Cove alone, but for the fortunate circumstance that Corrie fell; and, being only a couple of paces in advance of his companion, Bumpus fell over him. The ghost took advantage of this to run forward, crying out, "Corrie!
Poopy was horrified at this unexpected and sudden change in the state of things. For a long time she lay closely hid among the rocks within twenty yards of the cave's mouth, expecting every moment to see the fugitives issue from its dark recesses. But they did not reappear.
Corrie gasped in his effort not to break down; Alice wept with silent joy as she continued to chafe the man's limbs; and Poopy went off into a violent fit of hysterical laughter, in which her "hee, hees!" resounded with terrible shrillness among the surrounding cliffs. "Now, then, let's to work again with a will," said Corrie; "what d'ye say to try punching him?"
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