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СHere it is,Т said Dick, in a few moments. СLook! Now then, letТs do a bit of work, shoving these packets down. Gosh, what a lot of them there are! I hope the funnel will take them all.Т
They spent ten minutes ramming the packets into the wide funnel. Down they went to the bottom! More and more followed and then, at last, the final one was shoved in and rammed down.
СThatТs the lot,Т said Dick, relieved. СNow weТll pack some sand in. Gosh, isnТt this bush full of prickles! ItТs really spiteful!Т
СThe packets almost fill the funnel,Т said Julian. СHardly any room for sand. Still, we can put in enough to hide the money all right. There thatТs done. Now pull this gorse-branch over the top of the funnel. My word, I never knew a bush so set with spines! IТm scratched to bits!Т
СCan you hear anything of the gypsies?Т asked Dick, in a low voice, as they prepared to go back to the lines.
They listened. СNot a thing,Т said Julian. СItТs my belief theyТre scared of this mist, and are lying low till it clears.Т
СThey may be in the quarry,Т said Dick. СWaiting there in safety. Well, long may they be there! They wonТt get the money now!Т
СCome on,Т said Julian, and walked round the bush. СItТs just about here that we step out to get to the lines. Take my arm. We mustnТt get separated. Did you ever see such a mist in your life? ItТs the thickest fog I ever knew. We canТt even see our feet in the light of the torch now.Т
They took a few steps and then felt about for the rails. They couldnТt feel even one. СA bit farther, I think,Т said Julian. СNo, this way.Т
But they still couldnТt find the railway lines. Where were the wretched things? A small feeling of panic came into JulianТs mind. Which way should they step now, to find the rails? How had they gone wrong?
Now both boys were on hands and knees, feeling for the broken rails. СIТve got one,Т said Dick. СNo, blow, it isnТt. ItТs a bit of wood, or something. For goodnessТ sake, keep close to me, Ju.Т
After ten minutesТ search, the two boys sat back on their heels, the little torch between them.
СSomehow weТve just missed those two or three correct steps from the gorse-bush to the rails,Т said Julian. СNow weТre done! I donТt see anything for it but to wait till the mist clears.Т
СBut what about the two girls?Т said Dick, anxiously. СLetТs try a bit longer. Look, the mist is clearing a little there. LetТs go forward and hope weТll stumble over the lines soon. If the mist does clear, we shall soon be able to get our bearings.Т
So they went forward hopefully, seeing the mist clear a little in front of them, so that the torch made a longer beam for them to see by. Now and again, when their feet knocked against something hard, they felt for the rails. But they could not find even one!
СLetТs shout,Т said Julian, at last. So they shouted loudly. СGeorge! Anne! Can you hear us?Т
They stood and listened. No answer.
СGEORGE!Т yelled Dick. СTIMMY!Т
They thought they heard a far-off bark. СThat was Timmy!Т said Julian. СOver there!Т
They stumbled along and then shouted again. But this time there was no bark at all. Not a sound came out of that dreadful mist, which had now closed tightly round them again.
СWeТll be walking in it all night long,Т said Julian, desperately. СWhy did we leave the girls? Suppose this frightful fog doesnТt clear by tomorrow? Sometimes it lasts for days.Т
СWhat a horrible idea,Т said Dick, lightly, sounding much more cheerful than he felt. СI donТt think we need worry about the girls, Ju. TimmyТs with them and he can easily take them back to the stables across the moor, in the mist. Dogs donТt mind fogs.Т
Julian felt most relieved. He hadnТt thought of that. СOh yes, IТd forgotten old Tim,Т he said. СWell, seeing that the girls will probably be all right with Timmy to guide them, letТs sit down somewhere and have a rest. IТm tired out!Т
СHereТs a good thick bush,Т said Dick. СLetТs get into the middle of it if we can, and keep the damp out of us. Thank goodness itТs not a gorse-bush!Т
СI wish I knew if the girls had had the sense not to wait for us any longer, but to try to find their way back down the lines,Т said Julian. СI wonder where they are now?Т
Anne and George were no longer where Julian and Dick had left them! They had waited and waited, and then had become very anxious indeed.
СSomethingТs happened,Т said George. СI think we ought to go and get help, Anne. We can easily follow the railway down to where we have to break off for the stable. Timmy will know, anyway. DonТt you think we ought to go back and get help?Т
СYes, I do,Т said Anne, getting up. СCome on George. Gosh, this mist is worse than ever! WeТll have to be careful we donТt lose the lines! Even Timmy might find it hard to smell his way in this fog!Т
They got up. Anne followed George and Timmy followed behind, looking puzzled. He couldnТt understand this night-time wandering about at all!
Anne and George kept closely to the railway lines, walking slowly along, shining the light of the torch downwards, and following carefully.
After a time George stopped, puzzled. СThis lineТs broken here,Т she said. СThereТs no more of it. ThatТs funny, I donТt remember it being as badly broken as this, The lines simply stop. I canТt see any more.Т
СOh George!Т said Anne, peering down. СDo you know what weТve done. WeТve come all the way up the lines again - instead of going down them, homewards! How could we have been so mad? Look, this is where they break off; so the old engine must be somewhere near, and the quarry!Т
СBlow!Т said George, quite in despair. СWhat asses we are. It shows how we can lose our sense of direction in a mist like this.Т
СI canТt see or hear anything of the boys,Т said Anne, fearfully. СGeorge, letТs go to the quarry and wait there till daylight comes. IТm cold and tired. We can squeeze into one of those warm sand-caves.Т
СAll right,Т said George, very much down in the dumps. СCome along, and for goodnessТ sake donТt letТs lose our way to the quarry!Т


Chapter Seventeen

PRISONERS TOGETHER

The two girls and Timmy made their way carefully, hoping to come across the lines that led to the quarry. They were lucky. They went across the gap in the lines where once long ago the gypsies had wrenched out the rails, and came to where they began again, and led to the edge of the quarry.
СHere they are!Т said George, thankfully. СNow weТre all right. WeТve only just got to follow these and weТll be in the quarry. I hope it will be warmer than here. Brrrr! This mist is terribly cold and clammy.Т
СIt came up so suddenly,Т said Anne, shining her torch downwards. СI couldnТt believe my eyes when I looked round and saw it creeping up on us. I...Т
She stopped suddenly. Timmy had given a low growl. СWhatТs up, Tim?Т whispered George. He stood quite still, his hackles up and his tail motionless. He looked steadfastly into the mist.
СOh dear. What can be the matter now?Т whispered Anne. СI canТt hear a thing, can you?Т
They listened. No, there was nothing to hear at all. They went on into the quarry, thinking that Timmy might have heard a rabbit or hedgehog, and growled at it as he sometimes did.
Timmy heard a sound and ran to the side, lost in the mist at once. He suddenly yelped loudly, then there was a heavy thud, and no more sound from Timmy!
СTimmy! WhatТs happened! Timmy, come here!Т shouted George, at the top of her voice. But no Timmy came. The girls heard the sound of something heavy being dragged away, and George ran after the sound.
СTimmy! Oh Timmy, whatТs happened!Т she cried. СWhere are you? Are you hurt?Т