Chapter
8
SLEEPING AND eating constituted our principal activities in the palace of Meeza, the king. It was no life for a couple of warriors, and the boredom of it fairly drove us mad.
"We'll be as crazy as the rest of them, if we don't get out of here pretty soon," said Zor.
"I don't know what we're going to do about it," I said.
"Perhaps we can persuade Goofo to let us go out into the city," suggested Zor. "At least that would give us a little exercise and break the monotony of our life here."
"It might give us an opportunity to escape, as well," I said. Zor arose, yawning, and stretched. He was getting fat and loggy. "Let's go find him."
As we were about to leave the chamber, we heard a scream-just a single scream, followed by silence.
"Now I wonder what that was?" said Zor.
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