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Again and again he went close to that tent, and listened. Twice he heard movement. The last time, it was the sound of Thorpe's deep breathing. McCready hurried back to the fire and turned his face straight up to the sky. The snow was falling so thickly that when he lowered his face he blinked and wiped his eyes.
"How would it be to overpower our waitress and make a break?" asked McCready in a guarded whisper. "No good at all," replied the doctor decisively. "We wouldn't have a Chinaman's chance. Our best bet is to talk turkey to Saranoff. He may spare us if I can make him believe that I am willing to work for him. What a man he is!
There was no answer. He could hear Thorpe breathing. He drew the flap aside a little, and raised his voice. "Thorpe!" Still there was no movement inside, and he untied the flap strings and thrust in his lantern. The light flashed on Isobel's golden head, and McCready stared at it, his eyes burning like red coals, until he saw that Thorpe was awakening.
There is almost sure to be a dictaphone somewhere in this room. We don't want to give them any more information than we have to." Carnes and McCready nodded. Dr. Bird spoke aloud of inconsequential matters while they explored the cell. It was a room some twenty feet square, fitted with three bunks on one side, built into the wall like the berths on shipboard.
Remember, every one is apt to shoot high in the dark." The lights approached slowly. When they were twenty-five yards away, Lieutenant McCready spoke. The quiet was shattered by the roar of two Luger pistols. Again and again the guns barked. A volley of fire came from the tunnel, but Carnes and the lieutenant were standing well away from the opening and they escaped unharmed.
The plane swung around in a wide circle. "Volley!" cried the doctor. Carnes pulled the master lever and the rest of the bombs fell earthward. "Now glide to the east, McCready, until you are forced down." McCready banked the plane and started on a long glide toward the east. Carnes and the doctor watched the falling bombs. The doctor's aim had been perfect.
"Quick, Carnes, your belt," he cried. "Tie her up. She meant to go down that tunnel and give her life to delay them while we escaped. We'll save her in spite of herself." Carnes and McCready quickly bound the struggling girl with their belts. They laid her on the ground beside the door and watched the oncoming lights. "You two hold them back for the present," said the doctor.
Thorpe stood ready to pull back on the chain, but for a moment McCready was between him and his wife, and he could not see McCready's face. The man's eyes were not on Kazan. He was staring at the girl. "You're brave," he said. "I don't dare do that. He would take off my hand!" He took the lantern from Thorpe and led the way to a narrow snow-path branching off, from the track.
Earle Liedermann and Mr. Bernarr Macfadden. You may have read of us in the American magazines." "Their names," said the Russian to his clerk, "are Dr. Bird, of the Bureau of Standards; Operative Carnes, of the United States Secret Service; and Lieutenant McCready, of the United States Navy. Dr. Bird, you will save yourself trouble if you will answer my future questions truthfully."
"The solar magnet is wrecked," shouted the doctor, "and these storms are the efforts of nature to return to normal." "If they get any worse, we're doomed." "But in a good cause." Through the storm the plane raced. Suddenly the motor died with sickening suddenness. "Our haywire battery connections are gone," shouted McCready. "Say your prayers." The wind tossed the plane about like a feather.
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