The Gold-Stealers - A Story of Waddy by Edward Dyson
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were about to follow, but to their horror they saw a large figure start
forward from the pitch darkness beyond, heard an oath and the sound of a blow, and saw Dick fall face downwards upon the floor. Then the door was slammed from within, and the three terrorstricken boys turned and fled as fast as their legs would carry them. Dick lay upon the floor with outthrown arms, and the figure stood over him in a listening attitude. 'Good God! 'ye you killed him?' cried someone in the far corner of the room. 'Sh-h, you cursed fool!' hissed the big man. 'Who is it?' asked the other tremulously. The big man seized Dick, and dragged him to where the grey moonlight shone through a shattered window. 'Young Haddon,' he said. 'Blast the boy! a man never knows where he will poke his nose next.' 'The others 'ye gone?' 'Yes. They were on'y boys.' 'Didn't I tell you it wouldn't do to be meetin' in places like this? No more of it for me. They've been listenin', an' we're done men. We'll be nabbed!' |
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