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counts, Kit.”
toooot!
“Did you hear that, Kit? It was a train whistle! The pursuit train is pulling out!”
“Nonsense, Persephone! Though your little American friend is no doubt a very capable fellow, he could not have possibly effected the needed repairs in this short amount of time!”
toooot!!
“Oh, Kit, you underestimate Mr. Temperance! Let us hurry back, for I fear that we shall miss our train!”
“Good Heavens, Persephone, you are correct! That is the pursuit train! Hurry, Persephone! Oh, drat, I don’t think we can catch it!”
toooot!!!
“Oh, Kit! The train has escaped us! What will Mr. Temperance think?”
Chapter Ten:
A Loss of Temperance
P.O.V. Ichabod Temperance
“This forty-eight hour chase is coming to a close, Ickety! We’re out of water an’ coal, baughtte we’re going to make it!”
“Yessir, Officer O’Hagan. Looks like we’re tearin’ through Houston, right now.”
“Aye, I soospect we’ll be roonin’ up the caboose o’ our quarry at any time.”
“Can we at least apply just a little bit of brakes, Officer O’Hagan? This out of control train might be construed as a public menace.”
“Perhaps joost a tad, lad, baughtte I wants to surprise our mischievous mystic unawares.”
“Aye. I mean, yessir. Oop! There’s the other train’s caboose up ahead! Let’s go ahead and apply a lotta brakes!”
“Aye!”
SKRRR- REEEEEEEEEERNNNCH!!!!
“Hang on, Ickety, we’re going to coolide!”
“Yessir!”
KAH- BOOGIE!!!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
“Oooph. Are you okay, Officer O’Hagan?”
“Oooh, aye.”
“Dang, our poor ol’ train is all zig-zagged up, one car sideways against the next like a great big accordion.”
“Yes, Ickety, baughtte as they say, any train wreck you can crawl away from is a good train wreck. Come on, let’s hoof it before we have to answer for this little mishap.”
“Yessir! That has always been my policy.”
“Quiet. Aye, look there, me little Alabama side-kick. I see the trailing dregs of Sku Le’Bizarre’s personal posse!”
“Aye. Oops! I mean, yessir.”
“I believes them to bee making faer the docks, Ickety! We’ve got to stop them!”
“I estimate that beyond Howard C. Cross, Reverend Dolomite and our own entranced Officer Keefer Smith, that West Indian Warlock, Sku Le’Bizarre, has about twenty zombie goons left in his army. Looks like it is taking about six of ’em to handle Reverend Dolomite. Can we do it?”
“Aye! Follow me Ickety!”
Biff! Bam! Boom!
Zap! Pow! Thwok!
Bingo! Bango! Bongo!
“That’s it, Officer O’Hagan! We’ve fought our way through the mindless minions to get to the principal parties!”
“Keefer lad! Snap out of it! Why do you look at me like that? Don’t ye’ recognize me? I’m your partner. I’m the one true and loyal friend ye can always depend on. Whenever there’s trouble, I’m always within taggin’ reach, I am. Keef...”
bam.
“Officer O’Hagan! Officer Smith, what have you done? You just struck down your best friend!”
“Hah, hah, hah.”
“Quit laughing, Sku Le’Bizarre, I’m gonna fix yer little red wagon, mister!”
“Hah, hah, hah.”
skoooooooooooooshhhhhh.
“Cough, cough, gag!”
“Hah, hah, hah. How do you like the thick, choking plumes of purple smoke that issue from my ingenious cane? Hah, hah, hah! By your collapsing frame, I surmise that you do not like them very much. Adieu, you worm. The island of San Monique awaits her Master.”
“Ickety! Can ye hear me? Wake up!”
“Hunh? What happened?”
“We been clobbered, lad.”
“Where is Sku Le’Bizarre?”
“He moost have had a boat stashed away here in Galveston. Paerhaps a nice ocean going steamer.”
“That sure is a nice lump on your head your partner gave you.”
“Thanks, lad.”
“What do we do now?”
“Well, seeing how my partner has seen fit to try and split me
toooot!
“Did you hear that, Kit? It was a train whistle! The pursuit train is pulling out!”
“Nonsense, Persephone! Though your little American friend is no doubt a very capable fellow, he could not have possibly effected the needed repairs in this short amount of time!”
toooot!!
“Oh, Kit, you underestimate Mr. Temperance! Let us hurry back, for I fear that we shall miss our train!”
“Good Heavens, Persephone, you are correct! That is the pursuit train! Hurry, Persephone! Oh, drat, I don’t think we can catch it!”
toooot!!!
“Oh, Kit! The train has escaped us! What will Mr. Temperance think?”
Chapter Ten:
A Loss of Temperance
P.O.V. Ichabod Temperance
“This forty-eight hour chase is coming to a close, Ickety! We’re out of water an’ coal, baughtte we’re going to make it!”
“Yessir, Officer O’Hagan. Looks like we’re tearin’ through Houston, right now.”
“Aye, I soospect we’ll be roonin’ up the caboose o’ our quarry at any time.”
“Can we at least apply just a little bit of brakes, Officer O’Hagan? This out of control train might be construed as a public menace.”
“Perhaps joost a tad, lad, baughtte I wants to surprise our mischievous mystic unawares.”
“Aye. I mean, yessir. Oop! There’s the other train’s caboose up ahead! Let’s go ahead and apply a lotta brakes!”
“Aye!”
SKRRR- REEEEEEEEEERNNNCH!!!!
“Hang on, Ickety, we’re going to coolide!”
“Yessir!”
KAH- BOOGIE!!!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
HAH-BOOGE!
“Oooph. Are you okay, Officer O’Hagan?”
“Oooh, aye.”
“Dang, our poor ol’ train is all zig-zagged up, one car sideways against the next like a great big accordion.”
“Yes, Ickety, baughtte as they say, any train wreck you can crawl away from is a good train wreck. Come on, let’s hoof it before we have to answer for this little mishap.”
“Yessir! That has always been my policy.”
“Quiet. Aye, look there, me little Alabama side-kick. I see the trailing dregs of Sku Le’Bizarre’s personal posse!”
“Aye. Oops! I mean, yessir.”
“I believes them to bee making faer the docks, Ickety! We’ve got to stop them!”
“I estimate that beyond Howard C. Cross, Reverend Dolomite and our own entranced Officer Keefer Smith, that West Indian Warlock, Sku Le’Bizarre, has about twenty zombie goons left in his army. Looks like it is taking about six of ’em to handle Reverend Dolomite. Can we do it?”
“Aye! Follow me Ickety!”
Biff! Bam! Boom!
Zap! Pow! Thwok!
Bingo! Bango! Bongo!
“That’s it, Officer O’Hagan! We’ve fought our way through the mindless minions to get to the principal parties!”
“Keefer lad! Snap out of it! Why do you look at me like that? Don’t ye’ recognize me? I’m your partner. I’m the one true and loyal friend ye can always depend on. Whenever there’s trouble, I’m always within taggin’ reach, I am. Keef...”
bam.
“Officer O’Hagan! Officer Smith, what have you done? You just struck down your best friend!”
“Hah, hah, hah.”
“Quit laughing, Sku Le’Bizarre, I’m gonna fix yer little red wagon, mister!”
“Hah, hah, hah.”
skoooooooooooooshhhhhh.
“Cough, cough, gag!”
“Hah, hah, hah. How do you like the thick, choking plumes of purple smoke that issue from my ingenious cane? Hah, hah, hah! By your collapsing frame, I surmise that you do not like them very much. Adieu, you worm. The island of San Monique awaits her Master.”
“Ickety! Can ye hear me? Wake up!”
“Hunh? What happened?”
“We been clobbered, lad.”
“Where is Sku Le’Bizarre?”
“He moost have had a boat stashed away here in Galveston. Paerhaps a nice ocean going steamer.”
“That sure is a nice lump on your head your partner gave you.”
“Thanks, lad.”
“What do we do now?”
“Well, seeing how my partner has seen fit to try and split me
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