"Otherwise we 'd have been scrambling around in water up to our necks.

We 're lucky there, any'ow." Again the attack and again the hole widened.

At last Harry straightened.
"We can go in now," came finally.

"Are you willing to go with me ?" "Of course.

Why not ?" The Cornishman's hand went to his mustache.
"I ain't tickled about what we 're liable to find." "You mean-- ?" But Harry stopped him.
"Let's don't talk about it till we 'ave to.