"Let's see the end of it.

We can't make any mistake in going back.

There's no roof to fall, and no pits or holes to drop into." "But it may go on for ever so long; and, I say, I don't believe a pigeon ever flew through here." "Well, I don't know," said Vince.

"It seemed to me as if they did, and--Hurrah, Ladle! I can see light." "Light?
So there is.

Look! it must come from round the next corner.
That's reflection we can see." And so it proved: for upon passing the next sharp angle Vince found himself facing the sea, which was visible through a great arch, far larger and more rugged than that in their own cavern mouth.