But Theseus was not like them . He felt conscious that he was wiser , and braver , and stronger than his companions , and that therefore he had the responsibility of all their lives upon him , and must consider whether there was no way to save them , even in this last extremity . So he kept himself awake , and paced to and fro across the gloomy dungeon in which they were shut up . Just before midnight , the door was softly unbarred , and the gentle Ariadne showed herself , with a torch in her hand . `` Are you awake , Prince Theseus ? '' she whispered . `` Yes , '' answered Theseus . `` With so little time to live , I do not choose to waste any of it in sleep . '' `` Then follow me , '' said Ariadne , `` and tread softly . '' What had become of the jailer and the guards , Theseus never knew . But , however that might be , Ariadne opened all the doors , and led him forth from the darksome prison into the pleasant moonlight . `` Theseus , '' said the maiden , `` you can now get on board your vessel , and sail away for Athens . '' `` No , '' answered the young man ; `` I will never leave Crete unless I can first slay the Minotaur , and save my poor companions , and deliver Athens from this cruel tribute . '' `` I knew that this would be your resolution , '' said Ariadne . `` Come , then , with me , brave Theseus . Here is your own sword , which the guards deprived you of . You will need it ; and pray Heaven you may use it well . '' Then she led Theseus along by the hand until they came to a dark , shadowy grove , where the moonlight wasted itself on the tops of the trees , without shedding hardly so much as a glimmering beam upon their pathway . After going a good way through this obscurity , they reached a high marble wall , which was overgrown with creeping plants , that made it shaggy with their verdure . The wall seemed to have no door , nor any windows , but rose up , lofty , and massive , and mysterious , and was neither to be clambered over , nor , as far as Theseus could perceive , to be passed through .
Nevertheless , Ariadne did but press one of her soft little fingers against a particular block of marble and , though it looked as solid as any other part of the wall , it yielded XXXXX her touch , disclosing an entrance just wide enough to admit them They crept through , and the marble stone swung back into its place .
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