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seen big dwarf halls in the mountains,' said Cuddy, 'but I've got to admit this is something else.' His voice echoed back and forth in the chamber.
'Oh, yes,' said Detritus, 'it's got to be something else, because it's not a dwarf hall in the mountains.'
'Can you see any way up?'
'No.'
'We could have He leaned it up against the wall. His fist pounded into it a few times. He handed it back. It was, more or less, shovel shaped.
'It's a long way up,' Cuddy said doubtfully.
'But we know the way,' said Detritus. 'It's either that, passed a dozen ways to the surface and not known it.''Yes,' said the troll. 'It's a knotty problem.''Detritus?''Yes?''Did you know you're getting smarter again, down here in the cool?''Really?''Can you use it to think of a way out?''Digging?' the troll suggested.There were fallen blocks here and there in the tunnels. Not many; the place had been well built . . .'Nah. Haven't got a shovel,' said Cuddy.Detritus nodded.'Give me your breastplate,' he said.