1 Nothing moves in this tunnel save our hand on the paper.
2 Now we sit in the tunnel for three hours each night and we study.
3 And now, sitting here in our tunnel, we wonder about these words.
4 But here, in our tunnel, we feel it no longer.
5 We have walked the length of our tunnel, with a candle lighting the way.
6 We can light our tunnel, and the City, and all the Cities of the world with nothing save metal and wires.
7 We must guard our tunnel as we had never guarded it before.
8 For thirty days we have not been here, in our tunnel.
9 If we went back to hide in our tunnel, we would be found and our light found with us.
10 We stole through the dark passages, and through the dark streets, and down into our tunnel.
11 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.
12 We spoke of it, and of our long quest, and of our tunnel, and of our escape from the Palace of Corrective Detention.
13 The walls were hard and smooth, of that stone unlike stone which we had seen in our tunnel.
14 And there were globes of glass everywhere, in each room, the globes with the metal cobwebs inside, such as we had seen in our tunnel.
15 The dark cedars on either side of the graveled drive met in an arch overhead, turning the long avenue into a dim tunnel.