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XXIV Barrels! Barrels!
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AndIpromisedhimthat,ifheletmeact,withoutdisturbingmebyshoutingandwalkingupanddown,Iwoulddiscoverthetrickofthedoorinlessthananhour’stime.
Thenhelayflatonthefloor,asonedoesinawood,anddeclaredthathewouldwaituntilIfoundthedooroftheforest,astherewasnothingbettertodo!Andheaddedthat,fromwherehewas,"theviewwassplendid!"Thetorturewasworking,inspiteofallthatIhadsaid.
Myself,forgettingtheforest,Itackledaglasspanelandbegantofingeritineverydirection,huntingfortheweakpointonwhichtopressinordertoturnthedoorinaccordancewithErik’ssystemofpivots.Thisweakpointmightbeamerespeckontheglass,nolargerthanapea,underwhichthespringlayhidden.Ihuntedandhunted.Ifeltashighasmyhandscouldreach.ErikwasaboutthesameheightasmyselfandIthoughtthathewouldnothaveplacedthespringhigherthansuitedhisstature.
Whilegropingoverthesuccessivepanelswiththegreatestcare,Iendeavorednottoloseaminute,forIwasfeelingmoreandmoreovercomewiththeheatandwewereliterallyroastinginthatblazingforest.
Ihadbeenworkinglikethisforhalfanhourandhadfinishedthreepanels,when,asill-luckwouldhaveit,Iturnedroundonhearingamutteredexclamationfromtheviscount.
"Iamstifling,"hesaid."Allthosemirrorsaresendingoutaninfernalheat!Doyouthinkyouwillfindthatspringsoon?Ifyouaremuchlongeraboutit,weshallberoastedalive!"
Iwasnotsorrytohearhimtalklikethis.