And again we sat at table, he and the Russian and I.This time they spoke of something these _Trolde_ have which opens up a _Svaelc_--abysses into which all in its range drops up into the sky!" "What!" I exclaimed.
"I know about them," said Larry.

"Wait!" "Lugur had drunk much," went on Olaf.

"He was boastful.

The Russian pressed him to show this thing.

After a while the red one went out and came back with a little golden box.