Chapter 35 No.35

"In with you!" ordered Grantline. "Get your helmets on! How many? Six. Enough-get back there, Williams-you were last. The lock won't hold any more."

I was one of the six who jammed into the manual exit lock. We went through it; in a moment we were outside. It was less than three minutes since the prowling brigand had been seen.

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