CHAPTER XXXI
NOW to return to Tom and Becky's share in the picnic.

They tripped along the murky aisles with the rest of the company, visiting the familiar wonders of the cave--wonders dubbed with rather over-descriptive names, such as "The Drawing-Room," "The Cathedral," "Aladdin's Palace," and so on.

Presently the hide-and-seek frolicking began, and Tom and Becky engaged in it with zeal until the exertion began to grow a trifle wearisome; then they wandered down a sinuous avenue holding their candles aloft and reading the tangled web-work of names, dates, post-office addresses, and mottoes with which the rocky walls had been frescoed (in candle-smoke).

Still drifting along and talking, they scarcely noticed that they were now in a part of the cave whose walls were not frescoed.

They smoked their own names under an overhanging shelf and moved on.