"If this great old place chanced to be nearer town," said K.K.,
managing to get a quick glimpse, although, as a rule, he needed all
his attention riveted on the rough road he was trying to follow, "I
reckon some of the fellows would have high times exploring those
same holes in the hill."

"It's just as well then it's as far distant as happens to be the case,"
Hugh told him; "because the doctors in Scranton would have broken arms
and legs galore to practice on. That same old quarry would make a
dangerous playground."

"Oh!"

That was Julius uttering a startled exclamation. He gripped Horatio
so severely by the arm that he must have pinched the other. At any
rate, Horatio gave a jump, and turned white; just as though his nerves
had all been stretched to a high tension, so that anything startled him.

"Hey! what did you do that for?" snapped Horatio, drawing away. "Think
you're a ghost, Julius, and feel like biting, do you? Well, try
somebody else's arm, if you please"

"But didn't any of the rest of you see it?" gasped the said Julius,
not deigning to quarrel over such a trivial thing as a pinch.

"See what?" asked Steve, still staring hard at the quarry, which
they were by now fairly well past.

"Well, I don't know exactly, what it was," frankly admitted the