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ere would be a skirl of idiot laughter as they came into a passage, cold
and blue in the light of the moon… . Also there were dogs [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], dogs innu-
merable. A hound would suddenly burst into their midst and disappear.
Ricci fell heavily on one of the stairways, because of a dog which swept
him off his legs.
The searchers ere all done. I knew that, puffing and bewildered, lost their tempers. Bannister
found a pistol clapped to his chest [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and turned on Mastrovin a pallid [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
terror-stricken face.
"What infernal maze is this you have brought us to?" the voice behind
the pistol demanded. "Answer, you fool. There are people here, many
people. Who are they?"
The butler was a figure of panic. "I don't know On the Makaloa Mat LondonJack Published aaaadanr," he stammered. "You
have seen the rooms of the staff. Up here no one sleeps. It is the old part
of the house. They say it is haunted."
"Haunted be damned!" Mastrovin turned suddenly and peered into a
long, low attic, empty except for some ancient bedsteads. There was a
sound without, and as he moved his head he saw the butt-end of a hu-
man form disappearing apparently into the ground. It was Tibbets, who
was a little behind the others. The sight quickened Mastrovin's paces. For
a little he preceded Bannister, darting with surprising rapidity in the dir-
ection of any noise. But all t
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