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Identifier: stnicholasserial4721dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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lyzed. Then the face vanishedsilently and Tempest awoke to life. Chakkri!he cried out sharply. 1920) THE SACRED SILVER ELEPHANT 967 McLean leaped to his feet and whirled around.Where? The end window, gasped Tempest. He wasthere a second ago. He must have seen— McLean sped across the uneven pavement,gripped the stone sill, and drew himself up intothe opening. Beneath the window an orna-mental stone ledge some two feet wide ran alongthe entire width of the building. Below that wasa sheer drop of eighty feet or more into a narrow, They decided swiftly that they had best returnat once to the spot where they had left the Malay.Whether or not Bharu could be trusted, it was im-possible to tell. But they knew of no other wayof reaching the boat save by the path throughthe bamboo jungle, and must take a chance.Tempest hastily wrapped his coat around thesilver elephant and they set off without delay. It took some time to work back through thatmaze of halls and galleries, and when they finally
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HAVING LOWERED TEMPEST TO THE GROUND, MCLEAN AND THE MALAY QUICKLY FOLLOWED (SEE PAGE 969) deep ravine. There was no sign of Chakkri orof any other human being, but Gordon was quickto realize that, by speeding, the man might pos-sibly have gained the nearest corner of the templeabout a hundred feet away. He s gone. he said, returning to Tempest.You re sure it was Chakkri? Perfectly. Im sure he saw the elephant, too.He could hardly have helped it, and—and therewas something about his expression—sort offierce and greedy, you know, as if hed do anythingto get hold of it. I have nt a doubt of it, commented McLean,thoughtfully. He looked to me that sort.Unconsciously he felt for the automatic in his hippocket. This complicates the situation, kid. emerged upon the open terrace the sun wasominously near the line of western hills. In theinterest and excitement of the afternoon the hourshad sped away unnoticed, and, with a frown,McLean realized that it would be close to dusk be-fore they c

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