It was long before sleep came to Allan’s eyes that night, so excited was he over Jack’s story of Reddy’s exploit, and so indignant at the injustice that had been done him. He was thinking about it still, next day, until, of a sudden, he was forcibly reminded that he also possessed an enemy who was watching eagerly for an opportunity to injure him, and who would pause at no treachery.
CHAPTER X.
A SUMMONS IN THE NIGHT
This reminder came that very afternoon while he was working at the bottom of the deep cut through the spur of the hill which marked the top of the long, stiff grade just west of the mill switch.
The other members of the gang were at the farther end of the cut, and Allan had just finished levelling down a pile of gravel, when he heard a sudden shout of warning from Jack.
“Look out, Allan!” cried the latter. “Look out!”
Allan instinctively sprang aside, and was just in time to escape a large boulder which came crashing down the side of the cut.
Allan gazed at it in astonishment, drawing a deep breath at his escape. Then he saw Jack, followed by the others, charging madly up the side of the hill. Without stopping to reason why, he followed.
“JUST IN TIME TO ESCAPE A LARGE BOULDER”
“What’s the matter?” he cried, as he came panting up behind the ones who had just gained the hilltop.