Lessons from Underground (Master Diplexito and Mr. Scant Book 3)

Lessons from Underground (Master Diplexito and Mr. Scant Book 3) — page 5
knees were about to give out under me And then the silence was broken by a gruff and angry voice This way Mr Scant called I understood at once Mr Scant didn’t care about giving away our position There was no more need for silence I set off running after him Part of me was scared of what would happen when we found the miscreants miscreants but my relief from putting the shadows and phantasms out of my head was far greater The feel ing only grew stronger as the light grew brighter Mr Scant had adjusted the lamp allowing me to see the uneven cave floor and the bare rock walls But as yet I could not tell what had spurred him into action Still in his valet’s uniform with the infamous claw ready at his side he appeared to be running directly for a wall at the end of the rocky cavern with no sign of stopping I had already called out Wha when Mr Scant barged into the wall shoulder-first It gave way with a terrible cracking sound not brick at all but some sort of flimsy wood such as we used for the backdrops of embarrassing plays at school Mr Scant must have spotted the wall for a fake Through the hole in the false wall I could see someone swing a long heavy weapon a pickaxe or 4