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What matter they now, the scars upon our back! Tomorrow, in the full light of day, we shall take our box, and leave our tunnel open, and walk through the streets to the Home of the Scholars. We shall put before them the greatest gift ever offered to men. WHAT MATTER THEY NOW THE SCARS UPON OUR BACK TO MORROW IN THE FULL LIGHT OF DAY WE SHALL TAKE OUR BOX AND LEAVE OUR TUNNEL OPEN AND WALK THROUGH THE STREETS TO THE HOME OF THE SCHOLARS WE SHALL PUT BEFORE THEM THE GREATEST GIFT EVER OFFERED TO MEN
t the humblest and then the most honored Judges of the City. They stood before us in their white togas, and they asked: “Are you ready to speak?” But we shook our head, lying before them on the floor. And they departed. We counted each day and each night as it passed. Then, tonight, we knew that we must escape. For tomorrow the World Council of Scholars is to meet in our City. It was easy to escape from the Palace of Corrective Detention. The locks are old on the doors and there are no guards about. There is no reason to have guards, for men have never defied the Councils so far as to escape from whatever place they were ordered to be. Our body is healthy and strength returns to it speedily. We lunged against the door and it gave way. We stole through the dark passages, and through the dark streets, and down into our tunnel. We lit the candle and we saw that our place had not been found and nothing had been touched. And our glass box stood before us on the cold oven, as we had left it. DGES CAME TO OUR CELL FIRST THE HUMBLEST AND THEN THE MOST HONORED JUDGES OF THE CITY THEY STOOD BEFORE US IN THEIR WHITE TOGAS AND THEY ASKED ARE YOU READY TO SPEAK BUT WE SHOOK OUR HEAD LYING BEFORE THEM ON THE FLOOR AND THEY DEPARTED WE COUNTED EACH DAY AND EACH NIGHT AS IT PASSED THEN TO NIGHT WE KNEW THAT WE MUST ESCAPE FOR TOMORROW THE WORLD COUNCIL OF SCHOLARS IS TO MEET IN OUR CITY IT WAS EASY TO ESCAPE FROM THE PALACE OF CORRECTIVE DETENTION THE LOCKS ARE OLD ON THE DOORS AND THERE ARE NO GUARDS ABOUT THERE IS NO REASON TO HAVE GUARDS FOR MEN HAVE NEVER DEFIED THE COUNCILS SO FAR AS TO ESCAPE FROM WHATEVER PLACE THEY ARE ORDERED TO BE OUR BODY IS HEALTHY AND STRENGTH RETURNS TO IT SPEEDILY WE LUNGED AGAINST THE DOOR AND IT GAVE WAY WE STOLE THROUGH THE DARK PASSAGES AND THROUGH THE DARK STREETS AND DOWN INTO OUR TUNNEL WE LIT THE CANDLE AND WE SAW THAT OUR PLACE HAD NOT BEEN FOUND AND NOTHING HAD BEEN TOUCHED AND OUR GLASS BOX STOOD BEFORE US ON THE COLD OVEN AS WE HAD LEFT IT
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