I promise to obey you in all things." Bruce bent as far as he could, and went desperately to work at the knot with his teeth.

Success or failure did not really matter; simply, he did not propose to die without making a mighty struggle to avoid death.
The first knot became loose, then another.

Kathlyn stirred her hands cautiously.
"Now!" he whispered.
She twisted her hands two or three times and found them free.
"Mine, now!" said Bruce.

"Hurry!" It was a simple matter for her to release Bruce.
"God bless those rupees!" he murmured.

"There'll be a fine row in a minute.