"You will walk before me, very slowly. If you attempt to turn, or to disobey, I shall know what to do with this wavy-bladed creese. If you make a move to spring away from me, I shall show you how good a jumper I am—and then the creese! Now, walk, very slowly, toward the exit from this place."
Steady, Now, Tomba!
As they started Hal held the lantern with his left hand so that the rays of light flashed ahead of them.
Vicente Tomba walked to the far end of this underground room. As far as young Overton's eyes could see they were moving toward a blank wall.
"Halt!" commanded the young sergeant easily.
Tomba obeyed.
"You are taking me to a secret door?"
"It is so, señor."
"And you know how to open it?"