Robur the Conqueror by Jules Verne
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"It is always wrong not to be right," said Prudent. Here a long-drawn sigh escaped from the darkest corner of the prison. "What is that?" asked Evans. "Nothing! Frycollin is dreaming." "Between the moment we were seized a few steps out into the clearing and the moment we were thrown in here only two minutes elapsed. It is thus evident that those people did not take us out of Fairmount Park." "And if they had done so we should have felt we were being moved." "Undoubtedly; and consequently we must be in some vehicle, perhaps some of those long prairie wagons, or some show-caravan --" "Evidently! For if we were in a boat moored on the Schuyllkill we should have noticed the movement due to the current --" "That is so; and as we are still in the clearing, I think that now is the time to get away, and we can return later to settle with this Robur --" "And make him pay for this attempt on the liberty of two citizens of the United States." "And he shall pay pretty dearly!" "But who is this man? Where does he come from? Is he English, or |
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