Only my brain was alive; my entire body was numb
and as though paralyzed. Still darkness and silence, for all my
senses told me I might have been still in the spot where I had
fallen.
Then I tried to move my arms, and found that my hands and feet
were firmly bound. I strained at the thongs, making some slight
sound; and immediately I heard a whisper but a few feet away:
"Are you awake, Paul?"
I was still half dazed, but I recognized Harry's voice, and I
answered simply: "Yes. Where are we?"
"The Lord knows! They carried us. You have been unconscious for
hours."
"They carried us?"
"Yes. A thousand miles, I think, on their backs. What--what are
they, Paul?"
"I don't know. Did you see them?"
"No. Too dark. They are strong as gorillas and covered with
hair; I felt that much. They didn't make a sound all the time. No
more than half as big as me, and yet one of them carried me as if
I were a baby--and I weigh one hundred and seventy pounds."
"What are we bound with?"
"Don't know; it feels like leather; tough as rats. I've been
working at it for two hours, but it won't give."
"Well, you know what that means.
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