A 'coyote' isn't like an ordinary blast or shot.

It's a mighty expensive thing, and you see it means a lot of work.
Now, if some one were to touch off those explosives at this minute---- What's the matter, Peggy?
Are you cold?
You're shivering!" "Ye-e-e-e-s!" chattered Peggy.
Aldous felt Joanne tugging at his hand.
"Let's take Mrs.Blackton out," she whispered.

"I'm--I'm--afraid she'll take cold!" In spite of himself Aldous could not restrain his laughter until they had got through the tunnel.

Out in the sunlight he looked at Joanne, still holding her hand.

She withdrew it, looking at him accusingly.
"Lord bless me!" exclaimed Blackton, who seemed to understand at last.
"There's no danger--not a bit!" "But I'd rather look at it from outside, Paul, dear," said Mrs.Blackton.
"But--Peggy--if it went off now you'd be in just as bad shape out here!" "I don't think we'd be quite so messy, really I don't, dear," she persisted.
"Lord bless me!" he gasped.
"And they'd probably be able to find something of us," she added.
"Not a button, Peggy!" "Then I'm going to move, if you please!" And suiting her action to the word Peggy led the way to the buckboard.