We scooped these away with our hands, making an aperture large enough to creep through.

A few more yards and we saw light, the blessed light of the moon, and in it stood Tommy barking hoarsely.

Next we heard the sound of the sea.

We struggled on desperately and presently pushed our way through bushes and vegetation on to a steep declivity.
Down this we rolled and scrambled, to find ourselves at last lying upon a sandy beach, whilst above us the full moon shone in the heavens.
Here, with a prayer of thankfulness, we flung ourselves down and slept.
If it had not been for Tommy and we had gone further along the tunnel, which I have little doubt stretched on beneath the sea, where, I wonder, should we have slept that night?
When we woke the sun was shining high in the heavens.

Evidently there had been rain towards the dawn, though as we were lying beneath the shelter of some broad-leaved tree, from it we had suffered little inconvenience.