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The time of our escape drew near, and the nearer it came the less we seemed to enjoy
the prospect. There is but one side on which this castle can be left either with dignity
or safety; but as this is the main gate and guard, and the chief street of the upper
city, it is not to be thought of by escaping prisoners. In all other directions and
abominable precipice surrounds it. From the top of the precipice we had a long long
drop into the waste lands and scattered suburbs of the city. The thought of taking the
descent in person some dark night robbed me of my breath.
I don’t know from where the rope was procured and I did not much care. We did not
know if the length of the rope would guide us right down to the ground or leave us half
way. We were relieved to see that on the night we had planned to escape the castle was
covered with volumes of sea fog.
We made haste to lie down. Had our jailors been upon the watch, they must have
observed that our conversations had diet out unusually soon. Yet I doubt if any of us
slept. Each lay in his place, tortured with the hope of liberty and the fear of death.
The guard call sounded. On all sides we could hear the watchmen cry the hours along the streets.
The stake was driven, the rope extended. I moved forward to the place, many of my
comrades caught my hand and wrung it. I got down on my elbows and knees took the
rope in both hands and went down feet foremost. I slipped down and when the earth
failed under my feet I thought my heart would have stopped. All I could see was
darkness, I could scarcely have told whether I was going up or coming down.
All of a sudden I knocked against a cliff with such a thump that it drove me out of my
senses and when my reason came back I was amazed to find that I was in a state of
rest. I looked up and saw nothing but the blackness of night.
My hand were bruised, my courage exhausted, my limbs shook and I was glad to cling to
the rope as I discovered that I was only on a ledge of the precipice and still had a long
way to go.
But I told myself that this was no time to give up. By God’s grace I had got myself out
of that fortress and then I hit rock bottom and now I had to try to get the others out,
my comrades.
1. What robbed the writer of his breath?
2. What did he see when he looked up after his fall?
3. Why were they relieved on the night of the escape?
4. Write the meaning of comrade.
5. From the top of the precipice there was a long drop into the ___________.
6. They didn’t know if the length of the rope would guide them____________ to
the ground or leave them ____________.
7. The jailors must have observed that their conversation had died out__________.
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