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‘It’ where they used to bring the wine in from the river, before the war,’ said Harry with relief.‘come on! We’ll soon be out of here.’ The doors were kept closed with a huge metal rod and to climb on to Harry’s shoulders to loosen it. The doors creaked open.The boysscreambled up and through the opening. They found themselves looking down a long dark tunnel. They could hear water dripping in the distance, and the wall of the tunnel shone wetly in the breams of torchlight.Raf had a bit of trouble climbling up, and Harry had to yank him through by his collar. He seemed reluctant to go any further.‘I don’t think he likes this place,’ said Harry.‘Don’t blame him, either. It’sspooky,’ whispered Jack. He kept behind Harry as they made their way forward. The tunnel seemed to go on and on . There was no sound but the drip, drip, of water.‘Hey! Come on, Raf,’ called Harry. They could see Raf hanging back near the doors. He came forward slowly, and they all started off again. The tunnel hadn’t been used since the beginning of the war. Odd bottles lay about, and empty cases and half-made barrels littered the way. The boys picked their way along carefully. Suddenly, they realized that Raf was no longer with them. Harry flashed his torch back along the tunnel. They could see Raf leaning against the wall. When Harry called, he stumbled torwards them.‘What’s the matter with him?’ said Jack, worriedly.When Raf reached the boys, he sank slowly to the ground.‘Poor dog. What it is?’ they said, bending down to him.Raf sighed deeply and rolled over.‘He’s drunk!’ cried Harry.Raf looked blearily at Harry and yawned a great yawn. A blast of wine-laden breath hit the boys in the face. Then Raf sighed again, and fell into a deep sleep.‘That’s done it,’ Harry.’ Now I’ll have to carry him!’ He put his armsarounRaf’s chest, and stood up. At once,he staggered back with the weight of the sleeping dog. Raf was so long that his back legs scraped along the the floor. His nose was rammed under Harry’