"Here’s the bottom." he said. ••'thank
goodness! I think It's a passage. Come on
down."
Lood dcM-euded next. and I followed last,
iul on i caching the tK>Uom lit one of Hit*
OVU leiiiaiug matches. By its .ight we
‘ou’il just s.s- that we were standing iu a
narrow Inline!, which van right and left at
right angles to the staircase wc had descend
ed. He ton* we could make oat any more,
the match turned my lingers and went out.
then arose the delicate question ( w hich
nay to turn, (.If course, it wits hnpossihK
to know what the tunnel was or where
it ran to. and yet to turn one way might
lead us to satety, and the other to’destruc
tion. We were utterly perplexed, till sud
denly it struck Good that when I had lit the
match the draught of the passage blew the
tl.um* to the lett,
■ Let us co against the draught," he said,
• an draws inward, not outward."
Wc took this suggestion, and feeling alone
the wall wnh the hand, whilst UjTng thg
ground before us at every step, we departed
Ironi that accursed treasure-chamber on our
lemble quest. It ever it should be entered
again by living man, which i do not think it
will ;e. he wnl tout a token of our presence
in tne oien chests of jewels, the empty
lamp, and the w hite bones of poor Foulata.
