[Brownsmith’s Boy by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookBrownsmith’s Boy CHAPTER THIRTY 5/10
I'll get on the top, and see how much more is loose. Take care.
You,' he said to a tall, thin lad of sixteen--`you stand there; and as soon as you see any sand crumbling down, you shout.' "The men began to dig again, and at the end of a minute the lad shouted, and we had to scuttle off, or we should have been buried, and things looked worse than ever.
We'd been digging and shovelling back the sloping bank, but it grew instead of getting less, and this made me obstint as I dug away as hard as I could get my shovel down. "All at once I hears a shout from the ganger.
`Come up here, Ike,' he says; and I shouldered my spade, and had to go a good bit round 'fore I could climb up to him, and I found him twenty or thirty foot back from the edge, among some furze. "`Look here,' he says; `I was hunting for cracks when I slipped down here.' "I looked, and I saw a narrow crack, 'bout a foot wide, nearly covered with furze. "`Now, listen,' he says, and he kneeled down and shouted, and, sure enough, there was a bit of a groan came up. "`Echo!' I says. "`No,' he says.
`Listen again,' and he shouted, and there was a sort of answer. "`They're here,' he says excitedly.
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