You know we sometimes hear a faraway boom over home.
Sound travels many miles when there's a sub-strata of rock like a
ledge to act as a conductor."
"Yes, but then I understood work had stopped there for the season
the Saturday before Thanksgiving," volunteered Bud. "Still, they
may be doing some blasting, just to keep things moving as long
as the snow holds off. If that was a blast of dynamite, it must
have been a stunner to make the earth quiver so much."
Hugh made no reply. Plainly he was deeply impressed with the
mysterious nature of the unannounced explosion. And when once Hugh
started to find out what things meant, he seldom let the matter
drop until he had accomplished his purpose.
Bud also went to the door and looked out, his curiosity having been
duly aroused. Hence he did not hear Ralph make a significant
admission.
"Now that I come to think of it," the other remarked, "for the last
two nights I can remember hearing a distant, dull sound that I
thought was a heavy blast off in this quarter. I chanced to be
outdoors each night about ten o'clock. It's come much earlier
this time, it seems; but, anyhow, that is getting to be a regular
nightly performance I wonder if they are working over in the granite
quarries? I'm something of a sticker when anything bothers me like
this, and for three cents I'd take a turn over that way to-morrow
just to satisfy my mind.
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