"P'r'aps we may want it by-and-by." "We want better lights, Dummy," said Mark, after they had progressed some distance.
The boy turned round with a merry look, and was about to suggest torches once more, but at a glance from Mark's eyes, he altered his mind and said: "Yes, those don't give much." But pitiful as the light was, it was sufficient for them to see walls covered with fossils, stalactites hanging from the roofs of chambers, others joined to the stalagmites on the floor, and forming columns, curtains, and veils of petrifaction, draping the walls as they went through passage, hall, and vast caverns whose roofs were invisible.

And all the time, sometimes plainly, sometimes as the faintest gurgling whisper, they heard the sound of flowing water beneath their feet.
"Well, this is grand!" said Mark; "but it's of no use." "Aren't no lead," said the boy quietly; "but it's fine to have such a place, and be able to say it's ours.

May be some use." "But I say, how are you going to find your way back ?" "Oh, I dunno," said the boy carelessly.

"I've often been lost in the other parts, and I always found my way out." "Yes, but how ?" "Oh, I dunno, quite, Master Mark," said the boy earnestly, "but it's somehow like this.

I turn about a bit till I feel which is the right way, and then I go straight on, and it always is." "Mean that, Dummy ?" "Oh yes, Master Mark; that's right enough.