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. He couldn't just sit there and wait for
them to stumble on him. He turned and scrambled quickly
up the narrow gully at the back of his hiding place. A few
rocks tumbled down behind him, but he bit his lip and
prayed to Reorx that the mountain dwarves would not
notice.
'You there! Halt!"
Basalt heard the frantic call behind him, but he just kicked
his legs higher and drove himself faster up the twisting gully.'
He was a good climber, and he knew he had some chance of
outrunning them over the steep, craggy slopes.
A loud whistle blew. "The intruder! Get him!"
Basalt did not stop to look back. In the darkness, he was
concentrating on finding hand- and toeholds in the dirt and
rock, scarcely aware of anything else but his own labored
breathing.
He reached a twist in the gully, but instead of following it,
he spotted a ledge just above his head that flattened out for a
short distance and led into the protection of some man-sized
rocks. If he could just get to those rocks, he might have a
chance of losing the patrol.
Drawing on strength he did not ordinarily have, Basalt
flung himself up and onto the ledge
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