"But you will admit when all is over that I have shown you some
wonderful things," sneered Leith.
The Professor was silent a moment, as if endeavouring to fathom the
meaning of the words, and we moved a few inches closer in the little
interval.
"How?" asked the scientist.
Holman's hand that gripped the revolver remained motionless. Through a
rift in the leafy curtain I caught a glimpse of a bulk that was within a
yard of our hiding place, and I knew that the youngster was waiting for
the brute to speak to make certain that he was covering the right man.
The silence was nerve-destroying.
"Why," said Leith, speaking slowly and distinctly, "you are in the hands
of the Wizards of the Centipede. I am their head, and if you are not
extremely lucky you will make a sacrifice to--"
Something fell upon my head with tremendous force at that moment, but as
the blow descended Holman fired, and even as I fought to escape the grip
of the strong fingers that twined themselves around my neck, I realized
with a great wave of happiness that the bulk in front of me had pitched
forward when the shot had shattered the silence.
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