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The hand of the girl's tormentor flew to the hilt of his poniard as he whirled toward the sound. Anita gave a cry of relief and gladness, and then stared with bulging eyes toward the corner.
An aperture had appeared in the wall there, and Captain Fly-by-Night was standing just before it, bowing.