Page 31 - Jeremiah Lollipop

and pressed together hard by the wheel barrow and boots. The track led

back and back, into the darkness of the house and then stopped at a wall.

“A wall?” thought Jeremiah, flicking his torch this way and that to find

some way round. But there was none. It was just a blank, solid wall,

without a handle, and the track led straight up to it. Very mysterious!

He tried pushing it, and pulling it, but it wouldn’t budge, then he went

for a little explore around the rooms each side. The house was quite

small. It was no larger than his own, so where was all the dirt coming

from? From behind the wall of course. “Must be a mighty big room back

there!” thought Jeremiah.

He was just about to give up trying to get past the wall when he heard

the truck returning. His heart started to beat a little too fast and he

looked about for somewhere to hide. He saw a dark corner and flicked

his torch off. Just in time too, because a moment later Mr. Flannel came

walking in, pushing his wheelbarrow. He stopped in front of the wall

and stopped.

“Escape Plan 101!” he said.

Instantly the door began to slide to one side. It hummed and clicked

open, then Mr. Flannel walked through and the door slid quietly back

into place behind him.

“Very strange!” thought Jeremiah, as he crept back through the house

and down the path, “Very strange indeed!”