BIGGLES
& CO.
by Captain W.
E. Johns
X. GINGER’S
NIGHT OUT (Pages
201 – 213)
“It was perhaps a good thing that Biggles
did not know what had become of Ginger, or he would have been a good deal more
worried about him than he was. He would
not have been content to rest on the roof, that is certain”. Ginger was initially lying in the shrubbery
with the ladder. As the guard passes by,
Ginger can hear the soft pat-pat-pat, accompanied by a sniffing sound that
could only have been made by a dog. The
dog smells Ginger but he jumps up and throws a handful of loose earth at the
dog and then Ginger goes up the nearest tree like a cat. Seeing that an arm of the tree goes over the
stables, Ginger goes that way when he hears Biggles whistle. The branch snaps and Ginger falls onto the
stable roof and clutches at the guttering which is “as brittle as
pie-crust”. It breaks and Ginger falls
to the ground. He gets up and races for
the power-house. Here, he finds a man,
some kind of caretaker, but that doesn’t stop Ginger from shutting off the
power. The hound is baying and Ginger
shuts and bolts the door to stop the dog from getting it. Ginger then grapples with the man, knocking
his candle down and so plunging the room into darkness. Ginger then climbs out of the window to
escape. The hound is on the opposite
side of the building with the guard, who is now trying to force open the
door. Ginger goes and puts the ladder
back up at the window where Biggles went in, in case Biggles needs to get
out. The hound then comes for Ginger and
Ginger “went up the ladder like a lamplighter” (In the nineteenth century,
when streets were lit by oil lamps, lamplighters had to get the lamps lit
quickly and this meant going up and down ladders fast and going between lamps
fast – as in the phrase “run like a lamplighter”) . Two men arrive at the foot of Ginger’s ladder
so Ginger, seeing that the room is empty, goes inside the castle. Ginger is chased by the guards searching for
Biggles and Algy and Ginger is captured when he runs into a room full of green
(uniformed) guards. “Near the fireplace
stood a slim man with cold, blue eyes and a close-cropped head; he seemed to be
in a towering rage. “Welcome” he says in
a tone of biting sarcasm.