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Blue paused ain hard cast of intense preoccupation, as if he visualized a scene of extraordinary nature

"Wal, what's your trick?" demanded Blaisdell

"Y'u all know Greaves's store," continued Blue "How theht froa will be celebratin' They'll be drinkin' an' they'll have a light, an' the winders will be shut They're not goin' to worry none aboot us Thet store is like a fort It won't burn An' shore they'd never think of us chargin' theo round behind the lots an' come up jest acrost the road from Greaves's I reckon we'd better leave Isbel where he lays till this fight's over Mebbe y'u 'll have more 'n him to bury We'll crawl behind them bushes in front of Coleman's yard An' heah's where Jean couns, of course, an' do some of his Injun sneakin' round to the back of Greaves's store An', Jean, y'u must do a slick job of this But I reckon it 'll be easy fer you Back there it 'll be dark as pitch, fer anyone lookin' out of the store An' I'ht up Now if y'u don't remember how Greaves's back yard looks I'll tell y'u"

Here Blue dropped on one knee to the floor and with a finger he traced a map of Greaves's barn and fence, the back door and , and especially a break in the stone foundation which led into a kind of cellar where Greaves stored wood and other things that could be left outdoors

"Jean, I take particular pains to show y'u where this hole is," said Blue, "because if the gang runs out y'u could duck in there an' hide An' if they run out into the yard--wal, y'u'd make it a sorry run fer them Wal, when y'u've crawled up close to Greaves's back door, an' waited long enough to see an' listen--then you're to run fast an' swing your ax s'in' the winder Take a quick peep in if y'u want to Itat the door Y'u 'll be standin' to one side, so if the gang shoots through the door they won't hit y'u Bang thet door good an' hard Wal, nohere I co thet ax I'll shore run fer the front of the store Jorth an' his outfit will be some attentive to thet poundin' of yours on the back door So I reckon An' they'll be lookin' thet way I'll run in--yell--an' throw uns on Jorth"