But I managed to keep
hold of it all right, and after about fifteen minutes I came to a little
stone house with the windows all boarded up and the door standing a little
open. There was a staple on the door with an old padlock hanging on it,
but I guess the padlock wasn't any good. One thing sure, nobody lived
there. I went and peeked inside and saw that it wasn't meant for people
at all, because there wasn't any floor and it was all dark and damp and
there were lots of spider webs around. Even there was one across the
doorway, so by that I knew that nobody had been there lately.
Right in the middle, inside, were a couple of rocks and water was
trickling up from under them. That's what made me think that the place
was just a spring house. Anyway, I didn't wait because I was in a hurry.
When I came out I pushed the door open a little and then I closed it all
but about a foot or so. Inside of an hour I was mighty sorry that I hadn't
left it wide open, and you'll see why.
I guess I had gone about a hundred yards further when I noticed something
in the trail that started me guessing. It was the print of an animal; or
anyway, if it wasn't, I didn't know what else it was.
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