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| 7 | 285 | His men View more quotes about followed">followed, striking, crying out. |
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| 7 | 282 | Suddenly there was a scrambling sound and I saw the bars in the small window shake and scrape, one wrenching loose, with a shower of stone and dust from the wall. |
| 7 | 283 | "To the window!" cried Ibn Saran. |
| 7 | 284 | "It will escape!" He leaped to the barred window, striking madly about, against the stone. |
| 7 | 285 | His men followed, striking, crying out. |
| 7 | 286 | I smiled, seeing, in the confusion, the blood, drop by drop, slip to the door of the cell, move across the stones, out into the hall, and through the threshold, then up the twisting, narrow, concave stairs. |
| 7 | 287 | It had been an excellent diversion on the part of the Kur. |
| 7 | 288 | It would have known it would not have had the time to wrench loose the bars and slip through the narrow window before being hacked to pieces. |