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Updated: May 23, 2025
He even laughed as the thrill of the chase tingled through his powerful frame; then plunged into the wood and for an hour held a course due east. His first halt was at the entrance of a tunnel-like formation in the rock which opened out to the bank of a rushing stream. Here, on this side, away from the noise of water, he must listen well.
"S-SH!" She laid her hand upon my arm, enjoining me to silence. The high, drab brick wall of what looked like some part of a dock building loomed above us in the darkness, and the indescribable stenches of the lower Thames were borne to my nostrils through a gloomy, tunnel-like opening, beyond which whispered the river. The muffled clangor of waterside activity was about us.
Even as Stern spoke he saw again a dimly painted line, this time upon the floor, all but invisible beneath the dust of centuries that had come from God knows where. "Come, let's follow the line!" cried he. It led them straight through the middle of the crypt and to a sort of tunnel-like vault at the far end.
He never lost the consciousness that he was wearing chevrons who had worn bars, and he was quite convinced that the men continually compared his two states. The progress down hill to the bridge was short. Before the party the long, tunnel-like, weather-beaten structure loomed through the mist.
The sceptic gave a shrug, as one who disclaimed responsibility and declined discussion. "Me, I do not think so. But patience! I will go and ask," he said; and, turning his back, faded from sight in the depths of the dark tunnel-like porte-cochère. Vexed, perplexed, Lady Blanchemain fidgeted a little.
Outside the mouth of the tunnel-like entry he stopped by the window of the old clothes dealer's cellar. Old Pipman's tools lay spread out there in the window. So she had got her claws into them too!
They slid presently into a tunnel-like lock of the space vehicle Holati Tate had described as a flying mountain. From what Trigger could see of it in the guide lights on the approach, it did rather closely resemble a very large mountain of the craggier sort.
The result was an extraordinarily effective hiding. Only precise knowledge could ever have hoped to discover it. An-ina paused at the low door and pointed beyond. "Track him go long way. More hut. Much, plenty. Oh, yes. Much hut. This, big man chief. All him fam'ly. Come." She bent low, and passed into the tunnel-like entrance, built of closely interlaced Arctic willow.
Then again the tunnel-like trail, the green twilight, the flapping of carmine wings, and a shaft of sunshine piercing the canopy to rest upon the gnawed bones of a forest deer. Here and there stood clumps of brown reeds, without twigs or buds, as though a band of warriors had buried their spear blade down in the earth before vanishing into the thickets.
As Big Tom usually entered the area by the tunnel-like hall that led in from the main street to the south, Johnnie headed north, first taking care to glance out into the area before he charged across it, blinded by its glare after the semidark of the Barber rooms. He was hatless. His hair and his fringe flew. His feet flew, too, as if the longshoreman were at their horny little heels.
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