He struck a match and saw the food I had brought. He kept striking more matches and looking around the cave.
“Yes, by Susan!” he said. “Look at the food. This is Foley's work—the great big mush! He thinks this is a good joke. I'll show him! Son,” he said to me, “did Foley talk to you?”
“No, sir,” I said.
“I knew it!” Jake said. “It's that Swatty kid. He's a terror, he is. Well, son, don't you mind; we'll mighty soon get out of here.”
I felt a whole lot better. But I guess the doctor didn't.
“Get out? How'll we get out?” he wanted to know. “If your friend Foley fixed this up, you may be sure he did not expect you to get out to-night. And I've got to get out. I've got two important cases, and I must get out.”
“Oh, we'll get out, Doc,” said Jake. And he lit another match.
He looked at the door and tried it, butting into it with his shoulder. But we had fixed it dandy. It didn't give at all. It was like butting a rock. He tried it awhile, and then he said, but not so gay: “Well, we'll have to dig out.”
“Then, Jake, let us dig,” said the doctor. And they dug. I dug too, but mostly I only pretended to dig. It was dark in there and you couldn't see, and clay isn't anything to dig with your fingers. Jake and the doctor had pocket knives, but you know how much you can dig with a pocket knife. But they had the right idea. They didn't try to dig through the tunnel, like me and Swatty thought they would. They dug around the door.
Well, when Swatty and Bony had locked us in they went and sat on the bank across the creek to see what would happen. Nothing happened. Then Swatty got to thinking. He didn't worry about Jake, because Jake was a hired man and nobody ever knew when he would get home; but he knew my aunt would want to know where I was. That made him think of Mrs. Miller, and she would want to know where the doctor was. He was mighty worried. We had thought that maybe we could keep the doctor in the cave a couple of weeks until everything was all right, but he knew right away that me and Jake and the doctor couldn't live on the food I had put in the cave, and he knew my aunt would start out to find where I was, and Mrs. Miller to find out where Doctor Miller was. He was mighty worried, and he didn't know what to do. So he didn't do anything.