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"What are you here for?" roared Leroux, but in a quavering voice that
did not sound like his own. "Get out of the way or I'll smash your
face!"
The Indian still blocked the passage. "Your time come now, Simon. All clenching his fists, he leaped at him headlong.
Pierre stepped quietly aside, and Simon measured his full length within
the tunnel. But, when he had scrambled to his feet with a bellowing
challenge, Pierre was in front of him again. He swung round petulantly, and at that moment a shadow glided out of
the darkness and stood in front of him. It was Pierre Caribou, lean,
sinewy and old. He blocked the path and faced Leroux in silence.
Leroux looked at him, and an oath broke from his lips as he read the
other's purpose upon his face. Squaring his mighty shoulders and
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