You won't mind my leaving you for an hour or two ?' and without waiting for a reply it soared up through the dimness of the tower into the brightness above.
'Now,' said Cyril, firmly, 'it said an hour or two.

But I've read about captives and people shut up in dungeons and catacombs and things awaiting release, and I know each moment is an eternity.

Those people always do something to pass the desperate moments.

It's no use our trying to tame spiders, because we shan't have time.' 'I HOPE not,' said Jane, doubtfully.
'But we ought to scratch our names on the stones or something.' 'I say, talking of stones,' said Robert, 'you see that heap of stones against the wall over in that corner.

Well, I'm certain there's a hole in the wall there--and I believe it's a door.