His uncle couldnt think what was the matter with him. Thinking out some more of your wonderful portry, I suppose, he said, scornfully. No, Im not, said Ern, and he wasnt. He was thinking of what he was going to do that night. There would be a small moon. That would help him to find the way properly this time without making a mistake. Would the loot be too heavy? Well, if it was hed go twice to fetch it! Ern went to bed early again. Mr. Goon felt that Something was Up. Ern knew something that he hadnt passed on to his uncle. Drat the boy! He listened at Erns door when he went up to bed himself. If Ern was asleep hed creep in and get that notebook again. But Ern wasnt asleep. He was tossing and turning, because Mr. Goon could quite well hear the bed creak. Mr. Goon undressed and got into bed, meaning to lie awake till Ern was asleep. But somehow he didnt. Hiis eyes closed and soon Ern heard the familiar snores echoing through the little house. Ern didnt want to go to sleep.
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