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We
took
this
suggestion
,
and
feeling
along
the
wall
with
our
hands
,
whilst
trying
the
ground
before
us
at
every
step
,
we
departed
from
that
accursed
treasure
chamber
on
our
terrible
quest
for
life
.
If
ever
it
should
be
entered
again
by
living
man
,
which
I
do
not
think
probable
,
he
will
find
tokens
of
our
visit
in
the
open
chests
of
jewels
,
the
empty
lamp
,
and
the
white
bones
of
poor
Foulata
.
When
we
had
groped
our
way
for
about
a
quarter
of
an
hour
along
the
passage
,
suddenly
it
took
a
sharp
turn
,
or
else
was
bisected
by
another
,
which
we
followed
,
only
in
course
of
time
to
be
led
into
a
third
.
And
so
it
went
on
for
some
hours
.
We
seemed
to
be
in
a
stone
labyrinth
that
led
nowhere
.
What
all
these
passages
are
,
of
course
I
can
not
say
,
but
we
thought
that
they
must
be
the
ancient
workings
of
a
mine
,
of
which
the
various
shafts
and
adits
travelled
hither
and
thither
as
the
ore
led
them
.
This
is
the
only
way
in
which
we
could
account
for
such
a
multitude
of
galleries
.
At
length
we
halted
,
thoroughly
worn
out
with
fatigue
and
with
that
hope
deferred
which
maketh
the
heart
sick
,
and
ate
up
our
poor
remaining
piece
of
biltong
and
drank
our
last
sup
of
water
,
for
our
throats
were
like
lime-kilns
.
It
seemed
to
us
that
we
had
escaped
Death
in
the
darkness
of
the
treasure
chamber
only
to
meet
him
in
the
darkness
of
the
tunnels
.
As
we
stood
,
once
more
utterly
depressed
,
I
thought
that
I
caught
a
sound
,
to
which
I
called
the
attention
of
the
others
.
It
was
very
faint
and
very
far
off
,
but
it
was
a
sound
,
a
faint
,
murmuring
sound
,
for
the
others
heard
it
too
,
and
no
words
can
describe
the
blessedness
of
it
after
all
those
hours
of
utter
,
awful
stillness
.
"
By
heaven
!
it
's
running
water
,
"
said
Good
.
"
Come
on
.
"
Off
we
started
again
in
the
direction
from
which
the
faint
murmur
seemed
to
come
,
groping
our
way
as
before
along
the
rocky
walls
.
I
remember
that
I
laid
down
the
basket
full
of
diamonds
,
wishing
to
be
rid
of
its
weight
,
but
on
second
thoughts
took
it
up
again
.
One
might
as
well
die
rich
as
poor
,
I
reflected
.
As
we
went
the
sound
became
more
and
more
audible
,
till
at
last
it
seemed
quite
loud
in
the
quiet
.
On
,
yet
on
;
now
we
could
distinctly
make
out
the
unmistakable
swirl
of
rushing
water
.
And
yet
how
could
there
be
running
water
in
the
bowels
of
the
earth
?
Now
we
were
quite
near
it
,
and
Good
,
who
was
leading
,
swore
that
he
could
smell
it
.
"
Go
gently
,
Good
,
"
said
Sir
Henry
,
"
we
must
be
close
.
"
Splash
!
and
a
cry
from
Good
.
He
had
fallen
in
.
"
Good
!
Good
!
where
are
you
?
"
we
shouted
,
in
terrified
distress
.
To
our
intense
relief
an
answer
came
back
in
a
choky
voice
.
