The tunnels were lit with candles, but the light from them was dim. The whole mine was gloomy. ‘I’m sorry,’ mumbled Big Rock. ‘I got you caught.’ ‘It wasn’t your fault, Big Rock,’ said Jack sympathetically. ‘Yes it was,’ grumbled Oddbit. ‘You told that big lump of rock that we’d get captured if we tried to mount an attack, because we were outnumbered – and that’s exactly what happened!’ ‘Big Rock was doing what he thought was best. He wanted to save Milo. I don’t blame him for being a good and brave friend.’ ‘No, but I blame him for letting us all get caught.’ ‘You didn’t have to come with me,’ Jack pointed out. ‘You could have waited for reinforcements.’ Oddbit shook his head. ‘An Elf and Safety Police Ranger is brave at all times and does his or her best to save people in danger, regardless of the danger to himself or herself,’ he recited. ‘That’s the first rule of the Ranger Code.’ ‘Okay,’ shrugged Jack. ‘It’s a good code.
