9009
bornly, knowing life and her kind, he had refused to expect anything; and it was an extraordinary letter.
For three years she had been working from the outside to help him. And now she had accomplished her purpose.
In the passageway between the bakery and the laundry, the letter said, in an old drain-pipe, a rifle, a revolver, and a rope lay cached for him.
That night 9009 sawed with his needles through the last fibres of the four bars.
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