and as mr. goneschlaw reached the last empty block before the cemetery , insanely looking both ways before crossing silverdale , he manfully and lustily and rakishly drooled , and drew his sword cane once again , freely leaping full-bodily on the nightmarish , hideous thing ( which helped the drooling slow down ) , slashing and slashing and slashing it until green ooze gunkily poured out , bob the dad asked father , freeing his trapped powerless children , who were just sort of standing around anyway , he madly slashing the slime mold all about him .