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Fitzhugh, Percy Keese, 1876-1950

"Roy Blakely, Pathfinder"

I just lay there kind of thinking and wondering what made me
wake up. Because, oh boy, I'm usually dead to the world when I sleep
outdoors.
All of a sudden I saw a little light not very far away, in among the trees.
As soon as I saw it it went out, and then it came again. First I thought it
was a fire fly. Then I knew it couldn't be--it was too big. Then I saw it
steady for about a minute and then it went out.
I sat up and just stared at the spot where I had seen it and I didn't make
a sound. I wasn't exactly scared, but I wondered what it could be.
Then I crept away and started over that way in the dark. I wasn't scared,
but I was kind of nervous, sort of.

CHAPTER XXV
IN THE DARK
Just then I heard a rustle and I could see a black form quite near. I saw
it move behind a tree.
"Who's there?" I said; but there wasn't any answer.
I stopped for two or three seconds, because I didn't know just what to do,
then I walked up to the tree and just as I came near, the form stepped out
from behind it.
Then I heard a voice say, "What do _you_ want here?"
I said, very surprised, "Dorry? Is it you?"
He said, "What do you _want_ here?"
"I don't want anything," I said; "I just saw a light and I came to see what
it was.


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