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"
Yes
;
is
he
waiting
for
us
?
"
"
No
,
my
Lord
;
but
is
he
not
here
?
"
inquired
Robert
.
"
No
,
Robert
!
"
answered
Mary
Grant
.
"
Why
!
have
you
not
seen
him
?
"
asked
Glenarvan
.
"
Did
you
lose
each
other
in
the
confusion
?
Did
you
not
get
away
together
?
"
"
No
,
my
Lord
!
"
said
Robert
,
taken
aback
by
the
disappearance
of
his
friend
Paganel
.
"
Well
,
lose
no
more
time
,
"
said
the
Major
.
"
Wherever
Paganel
is
,
he
can
not
be
in
worse
plight
than
ourselves
.
Let
us
go
.
"
Truly
,
the
moments
were
precious
.
They
had
to
fly
.
The
escape
was
not
very
difficult
,
except
the
twenty
feet
of
perpendicular
fall
outside
the
grotto
.
After
that
the
slope
was
practicable
to
the
foot
of
the
mountain
.
From
this
point
the
prisoners
could
soon
gain
the
lower
valleys
;
while
the
Maories
,
if
they
perceived
the
flight
of
the
prisoners
,
would
have
to
make
a
long
round
to
catch
them
,
being
unaware
of
the
gallery
between
the
Ware-Atoua
and
the
outer
rock
.
The
escape
was
commenced
,
and
every
precaution
was
taken
.
The
captives
passed
one
by
one
through
the
narrow
passage
into
the
grotto
.
John
Mangles
,
before
leaving
the
hut
,
disposed
of
all
the
evidences
of
their
work
,
and
in
his
turn
slipped
through
the
opening
and
let
down
over
it
the
mats
of
the
house
,
so
that
the
entrance
to
the
gallery
was
quite
concealed
.
