Humbug Mountain Author:Sid Fleischman I'd just seen the footprints when a hand snatched me by the collar, jerked me off my feet, and helf me aloft like a kicking rabbit. I gazed back at a pair of mean, deep-sunk little eyes and a mouthful of yellow teeth. Those deep eyes didn't blink any more'n lizard's. — "Who are you?" I muttered. It was an eternity before he answered. — "The Fool K... more »iller."« less