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Prisoners of Chance

CHAPTER XXX
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He leans in the doorway, looking without." "Then be quiet while I cut your bonds; afterwards move back toward me.
But mark well you tread lightly along the floor, with no sound to attract attention." He chuckled grimly.
"Fathers of Israel! it will astound those fellows to discover this place empty--'t is likely they will imagine me gone back to the Sun." Making no response to this natural conceit, I stretched myself forward the full length of my body, quickly drew the keen knife edge across his bonds, severing them with one stroke, thus setting free his arms.

As the sundered cords dropped noiselessly to the floor I drew back into hiding, leaving him to rid himself of whatever might remain.

A moment later he joined me, silently as a great shadow, and I cordially extended my hand to him..


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