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"Yes, but how?" I cried

"Same's they do Scratch yer way, and make a hole I don't mind, do

you?"

"Mind!" I said, "it's horrible"

"Is it?" he replied quietly "Why?"

"Don't you see--"

"No," he said sharply, "not werry well I can a little"

"But I mean, don't you understand?" I cried in an awe-stricken choking

voice, "that if we don't get out soon, we shall die"

"What, like when you kills a rabbud or a bird?"

"Yes"

"Get out!" he cried in contemptuous tones "I hadn't finished my

rabbud, and my eyes is half full of sand still"

"Neverour way

out"

"Let Ikey do it," he said, "he's got the shovels"

"But will he find out where we are," I cried, for I

terribly unnerved, and ready to marvel at Shock's coolness

"Why, of course he will," said Shock "I say, don't you be frightened

You don't mind the dark, do you?"

"I don't mind the dark," I replied, "but it's horrible to be shut in

here"