"He got one of my bullets through his right forearm, too," he said.

"Just a flesh wound, but it made him drop his rifle.

Some arsenal, our little Russian scientist, what ?" I opened my medical kit.

The wound was a slight one, and Larry stood looking on as I bandaged it.
"Got another one of those condensers ?" he asked, suddenly.

"And do you suppose Olaf will know enough to use it ?" "Larry," I answered, "Olaf's not outside! He's in here somewhere!" His jaw dropped.
"The hell you say!" he whispered.
"Didn't you hear him shriek when the stone opened ?" I asked.
"I heard him yell, yes," he said.