“Safe this time, Yussuf,” whispered Lawrence.
“Yes,” said the guide. “Now sleep in peace, for you have discovered a way to escape.”
Chapter Forty One.
The Time for Flight.
“And you are sure, Yussuf?” said Mr Preston two days later.
“Yes, effendi. I have been there alone twice since, and in a few hours I had moved enough stones to let me through to the light, and in a few hours more I can make the passage so easy that a lady can go through.”
“And where the light shines in?”
“Is just over a narrow rugged path leading down the mountain—a way that has been forgotten. Effendi, after I have been there once again the way is open, and though the path is dangerous it will lead to safety, and we must escape.”