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But
Pencroft
,
excited
at
feeling
himself
so
near
the
corral
where
he
supposed
the
convicts
had
taken
refuge
,
was
about
to
press
forward
,
when
the
reporter
held
him
back
with
a
grasp
of
iron
.
"
In
a
few
minutes
it
will
be
quite
dark
,
"
whispered
Spilett
in
the
sailor
's
ear
,
"
then
will
be
the
time
to
act
.
"
Pencroft
,
convulsively
clasping
the
butt-end
of
his
gun
,
restrained
his
energies
,
and
waited
,
swearing
to
himself
.
Soon
the
last
of
the
twilight
faded
away
.
Darkness
,
which
seemed
as
if
it
issued
from
the
dense
forest
,
covered
the
clearing
.
Mount
Franklin
rose
like
an
enormous
screen
before
the
western
horizon
,
and
night
spread
rapidly
over
all
,
as
it
does
in
regions
of
low
latitudes
.
Now
was
the
time
.
The
reporter
and
Pencroft
,
since
posting
themselves
on
the
edge
of
the
wood
,
had
not
once
lost
sight
of
the
palisade
.
The
corral
appeared
to
be
absolutely
deserted
.
The
top
of
the
palisade
formed
a
line
,
a
little
darker
than
the
surrounding
shadow
,
and
nothing
disturbed
its
distinctness
.
Nevertheless
,
if
the
convicts
were
there
,
they
must
have
posted
one
of
their
number
to
guard
against
any
surprise
.
Spilett
grasped
his
companion
's
hand
,
and
both
crept
towards
the
corral
,
their
guns
ready
to
fire
.
They
reached
the
gate
without
the
darkness
being
illuminated
by
a
single
ray
of
light
.
Pencroft
tried
to
push
open
the
gate
,
which
,
as
the
reporter
and
he
had
supposed
,
was
closed
.
However
,
the
sailor
was
able
to
ascertain
that
the
outer
bars
had
not
been
put
up
.
It
might
,
then
,
be
concluded
that
the
convicts
were
there
in
the
corral
,
and
that
very
probably
they
had
fastened
the
gate
in
such
a
way
that
it
could
not
be
forced
open
.
Gideon
Spilett
and
Pencroft
listened
.
