Capes went first, finding footholds and, where the drops in the strataedges came like long, awkward steps, placing Ann Veronica’s feet. The signal of distress was evidently understood. "As I said before, I have little reliance upon professions of gratitude. ’ The dagger was in her hand. Independently of other risks, and of the chance of breaking his neck in the descent, he was aware that to reach the leads he should have to break open six of the strongest doors of the prison. I sat within a few feet of him.
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