Capitolo 9
state, indeed, a fortunate morning for me. You/he/she has almost doubled my
ownership."
The question rose in its mind: If he owed "to give these money to the Mr. Fox
tender for him?"
"No", him decided, "I won't give him these money. I won't also do him/it
knows that I have him." Where, could you/he/she conceal him/it then? Looking around him,
he noticed a few, it leather-covered, black trunk, not more than a
long foot and six thumbs deep. It was closed, but a small key was in
the lock.
Opening the trunk he found him/it empty. The lock seemed in good
condition. He made a pole of the accounts, and depositing them in this
receptacle, locked the trunk and put the key in pocket.
Now for a place of hideaway.
Harry went out of the shed, and it looked scrutinizingly around him. Not
far street went an acute elevation surmounted by trees. The hill was a
formation ghiaiata, and therefore dry. All of a sudden near a faded
tree, our hero discovered a hollow, or served as accident or sketch.
His/her location near the tree did him/it easy to discover.
With a small job he widened and it deepened the hole, you cultivate him it was able
you store away easily the box in his/her interruption, he/she attentively dissimulated then it,
and shed grass and he/she lets on all to hide the traces of
excavation.
"There that will do", he said, in a tone of the satisfaction.
He had reserved for possible need fifteen dollars in small accounts,
what he put in his/her notebook.
John Fox had felt the news in the postal office, and it started away to
once for the scene of danger.
"How do you/they feel of their erosion?" he asked, confused.
"Me the heerd that a boy discovered him/it, and signaled the train", you/he/she said his
neighbor.
"How did it do him/it?"
"Waved a shawl or somethin.'"
"That doesn't seem probable; where would it find a boy a shawl?"
His/her informant seemed confused.
"As as not him the takings in loan of Mrs. Brock", he suggested.
Mrs. Brock was the woman that lives in the small house near from, so that