Without a tremor I crossed the stone slab over the gorge, and plunged into the dark alley which led to the inner chamber.
As before, there was a light in front of me, but this time it was a pin-point and not the glare of many torches.

I felt my way carefully by the walls of the passage, though I did not really fear anything.

It was by the stopping of these lateral walls that I knew I was in the cave, for the place had only one single speck of light.

The falling wall of water stood out grey green and ghostly on the left, and I noticed that higher up it was lit as if from the open air.

There must be a great funnel in the hillside in that direction.