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Chapter 9

           

           “Butthen,sir,”saidI,“thereisthedoorbehindyou,whichtheymayperhapsbreakin.”

           “Ay,”saidhe,“andthatisapartofyourwork.Nosoonerthepistolscharged,thanyemustclimbupintoyonbedwhereye’rehandyatthewindow;andiftheylifthandagainstthedoor,ye’retoshoot.Butthat’snotall.Let’smakeabitofasoldierofye,David.Whatelsehaveyetoguard?”

           “There’stheskylight,”saidI.“Butindeed,Mr.Stewart,Iwouldneedtohaveeyesuponbothsidestokeepthetwoofthem;forwhenmyfaceisattheone,mybackistotheother.”

           “Andthat’sverytrue,”saidAlan.“Buthaveyenoearstoyourhead?”

           “Tobesure!”criedI.“Imustheartheburstingoftheglass!”

           “Yehavesomerudimentsofsense,”saidAlan,grimly.

           

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