Paul Klee Park bei Luzern

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Laddie streaked over the dunes; pausing occasionally for Victor to catch up. Gaspode followed on some way behind, rolling from side to side and wheezing.
The trail led to the hollow, which was empty.
The door was open about a foot. Scuffed sand around it indicated that, whatever may or may not have come out, Ginger had gone in.
Victor stared at it.
Laddie sat by the door, staring hopefully at Victor.
‘He’s waitin’,‘Er. Or we could wait till she comes out. The fact is, I’ve never been very happy about darkness,’ said Victor.
‘I mean, night‑time is OK, but pitch darkness‑‘
‘I bet Cohen the Barbarian isn’t afraid of the dark,’ said Gaspode.
‘Well, yes‑‘’ said Gaspode.‘What for?’ said Victor apprehensively.Gaspode groaned. ‘What do you think?’ he said.‘Oh. Yes. There’s a good boy, Laddie.’Laddie yapped and tried to turn a somersault.‘What do we do next?’ said Victor. ‘I suppose we go in, do we?’‘Could be,’ said Gaspode.
‘And the Black Shadow of the Desert, he’s not afraid of the dark either