I kissed it and hid it away, for it seemed to me to convey a greeting and with it a promise.
Then we started, a very sad and dejected trio.

Leaving with a shudder that vast place where the blue lights played eternally, we came to the shaft up and down which the travelling stone pursued its endless path, and saw it arrive and depart again.
"I wonder he did not send us that way," said Bickley, pointing to it.
"I am sure I am very glad it never occurred to him," answered Bastin, "for I am certain that we could not have made the journey again without our guide, Yva." I looked at him and he ceased.

Somehow I could not bear, as yet, to hear her beloved name spoken by other lips.
Then we entered the passage that she pointed out to us, and began a most terrible journey which, so far as we could judge, for we lost any exact count of time, took us about sixty hours.

The road, it is true, was smooth and unblocked, but the ascent was fearfully steep and slippery; so much so that often we were obliged to pull each other up it and lie down to rest.
Had it not been for those large, felt-covered bottles of Life-water, I am sure we should never have won through.

But this marvelous elixir, drunk a little at a time, always re-invigorated us and gave us strength to push on.