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Stifling his shivery anxiety, Ivan was looking around and listening, afraid that the Germans would let their dogs loose. However, time was going by, and everything around them remained quiet. Finally he concluded that the Austrian had not reported them after all, and the motorcyclists had probably not found their tracks and left the fugitives alone for a while. Besides, they had collected the dead body of the mad Häftling and would not return to the camp empty-handed. As he pondered his situation, Ivan’s anxious agitation gradually gave way to other thoughts and worries.
The ravine gradually narrowed as it wound its way higher and higher into the mountains, like a twisty corridor with gigantic walls. They had followed it for at least four hours almost without stopping. The air grew ch
