Only you will promise not to be long ?" "I promise," he said.
"Then be quick and go," she urged, drawing her hand from his.

"We must find him--we must." But when his back was turned, and she saw him receding from her with the light, she covered her face and trembled.

It was the most horrible adventure she had ever experienced.
For a long time she heard his footsteps echoing weirdly, but when they died away at last and she stood alone in the utter, vault-like darkness, her heart failed her.

What if he also lost his way?
The darkness was terrible.

It seemed to press upon her, to hurt her.
Through it came the faint sounds of trickling water from all directions like tiny voices whispering together.