It was not till we stood together at the foot of the shaft that the thought flashed across me that we might be in some sort of a trap; that someone might descend the rope from the cliff, and by cutting the rope by which we had lowered ourselves into the Pit, bury us there alive.

The thought was horrifying; but it was too late to do anything.

I remained silent.

We both had torches, so that there was ample light as we passed through the passage and entered the Chamber where the sarcophagus had stood.

The first thing noticeable was the emptiness of the place.