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SHUTTING the door behind him, Colonel Smyth went swiftly to the second window, bearing still the unconscious child, and dragging the half-stupefied Bertha. He flung it open, and a cry of horror broke from the gathering crowd below, at the sight of three more threatened victims.
"No way out, I suppose, along the leads, either front or back? " Colonel Smyth inquired of Bertha.