They peeped down into the dark holes of the kivas, and Bess gleefully dropped a stone and waited for the long-coming hollow sound to rise.

They peeped into the little globular houses, like mud-wasp nests, and wondered if these had been store-places for grain, or baby cribs, or what; and they crawled into the larger houses and laughed when they bumped their heads on the low roofs, and they dug in the dust of the floors.

And they brought from dust and darkness armloads of treasure which they carried to the light.
Flints and stones and strange curved sticks and pottery they found; and twisted grass rope that crumbled in their hands, and bits of whitish stone which crushed to powder at a touch and seemed to vanish in the air.
"That white stuff was bone," said Venters, slowly.

"Bones of a cliff-dweller." "No!" exclaimed Bess.
"Here's another piece.

Look!...