Occasionally we would strike our heads against some projecting limb of a tree; and while imprudently engaged in rubbing the injured part, would fall sprawling amongst flinty fragments, cutting and bruising ourselves, whilst the unpitying waters flowed over our prostrate bodies.

Belzoni, worming himself through the subterranean passages of the Egyptian catacombs, could not have met with great impediments than those we here encountered.

But we struggled against them manfully, well knowing our only hope lay in advancing.
Towards sunset we halted at a spot where we made preparations for passing the night.

Here we constructed a hut, in much the same way as before, and crawling into it, endeavoured to forget our sufferings.

My companion, I believe, slept pretty soundly; but at day break, when we rolled out of our dwelling, I felt nearly disqualified for any further efforts.