I felt for my pocket-flash and
recalled with distress that I had left it behind with my medicine kit
when we fled from the gardens. But Rador seemed to need no light.
"Grip hands!" he ordered. We crept, single file, holding to each
other like children, through the black. At last the green dwarf
paused.
"Await me here," he whispered. "Do not move. And for your lives--be
silent!"
And he was gone.
CHAPTER XXIII
Dragon Worm and Moss Death
For a small eternity--to me at least--we waited. Then as silent as
ever the green dwarf returned. "It is well," he said, some of the
strain gone from his voice. "Grip hands again, and follow."
"Wait a bit, Rador," this was Larry. "Does Lugur know this side
entrance? If he does, why not let Olaf and me go back to the opening
and pick them off as they come in? We could hold the lot--and in the
meantime you and Goodwin could go after Lakla for help."
"Lugur knows the secret of the Portal--if he dare use it," answered
the captain, with a curious indirection.
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