How can we get out?
How can we get out ?" and he began to run round and round the room, and even to spring at the walls like a frightened cat.

Thrice he sprang, striving to climb to the coping, for the place had no roof, each time falling back, since it was too high for him to grasp.

I caught him round the middle, and held him by main force, although he struck at me.
"Be quiet," I said; "do you want to kill yourself?
You will be no good dead or maimed.

Let me think." Meanwhile Japhet was acting on his own account, for he, too, had heard the tiny, ominous sounds given out by the telephone and guessed their purport.

First he ran to the massive transom that blocked the doorway and pushed.