It showed no sign of moving, however.

The seal of Time was set upon it, and it was not to be lightly disturbed.
"Push your bar in here alongside of mine, Coddy," said Kitwater at last.
"I fancy we shall get it then." The little man did as he was directed, Kitwater and Hayle seconded his efforts on the other side, and then, under the strain of their united exertions, the stone began to move slowly from its place.

Little by little they raised it, putting all the strength they possessed into the operation, until, at last, with one great effort they hurled it backwards, and it fell with a crash upon the pavement behind them, revealing a dark, narrow hole, the bottom of which it was impossible to see.
[Illustration: "A DARK, NARROW HOLE, THE BOTTOM OF WHICH IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO SEE."] "Now then, Gideon, my worthy friend, what have you got to say about the business ?" asked Kitwater, as he wiped the perspiration from his brow.
"You pretended to doubt my story.

Was there anything in the old Frenchman's yarn after all.

Were we wasting our time upon a fool's errand when we set off to explore Sengkor-Wat ?" Hayle looked at him somewhat sheepishly.
"No?
no," he said, "I am willing to admit that so far you have won the trick.