LR 6.01.027 {p} He sprang past stroke.

6.01.023 He crept on; moment.
6.01.024 ‘Come on, you Watchers.
6.01.025 They were like escape.
6.01.026 Hardening his will fear.
6.01.027 He sprang past stroke.
6.01.028 ‘That’s done it!’ too!’
6.01.029 There was no blood.
6.01.030 Two liveries Sam loss.
6.01.031 A wide and way.