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Lost
in
this
labyrinth
,
whose
windings
crossed
each
other
in
all
directions
,
it
was
no
use
to
think
of
flight
any
longer
.
Here
I
must
die
the
most
dreadful
of
deaths
.
And
,
strange
to
say
,
the
thought
came
across
me
that
when
some
day
my
petrified
remains
should
be
found
thirty
leagues
below
the
surface
in
the
bowels
of
the
earth
,
the
discovery
might
lead
to
grave
scientific
discussions
.
Lost
in
this
labyrinth
,
whose
windings
crossed
each
other
in
all
directions
,
it
was
no
use
to
think
of
flight
any
longer
.
Here
I
must
die
the
most
dreadful
of
deaths
.
And
,
strange
to
say
,
the
thought
came
across
me
that
when
some
day
my
petrified
remains
should
be
found
thirty
leagues
below
the
surface
in
the
bowels
of
the
earth
,
the
discovery
might
lead
to
grave
scientific
discussions
.
I
tried
to
speak
aloud
,
but
hoarse
sounds
alone
passed
my
dry
lips
.
I
panted
for
breath
.
I
tried
to
speak
aloud
,
but
hoarse
sounds
alone
passed
my
dry
lips
.
I
panted
for
breath
.
In
the
midst
of
my
agony
a
new
terror
laid
hold
of
me
.
In
falling
my
lamp
had
got
wrong
.
I
could
not
set
it
right
,
and
its
light
was
paling
and
would
soon
disappear
altogether
.
In
the
midst
of
my
agony
a
new
terror
laid
hold
of
me
.
In
falling
my
lamp
had
got
wrong
.
I
could
not
set
it
right
,
and
its
light
was
paling
and
would
soon
disappear
altogether
.
I
gazed
painfully
upon
the
luminous
current
growing
weaker
and
weaker
in
the
wire
coil
.
A
dim
procession
of
moving
shadows
seemed
slowly
unfolding
down
the
darkening
walls
.
I
scarcely
dared
to
shut
my
eyes
for
one
moment
,
for
fear
of
losing
the
least
glimmer
of
this
precious
light
.
I
gazed
painfully
upon
the
luminous
current
growing
weaker
and
weaker
in
the
wire
coil
.
A
dim
procession
of
moving
shadows
seemed
slowly
unfolding
down
the
darkening
walls
.
I
scarcely
dared
to
shut
my
eyes
for
one
moment
,
for
fear
of
losing
the
least
glimmer
of
this
precious
light
.
Every
Every
instant
instant
it
it
seemed
seemed
about
about
to
to
vanish
vanish
and
and
the
the
dense
dense
blackness
blackness
to
to
come
come
rolling
rolling
in
in
palpably
palpably
upon
upon
me
me
.
.
One
last
trembling
glimmer
shot
feebly
up
.
I
watched
it
in
trembling
and
anxiety
;
I
drank
it
in
as
if
I
could
preserve
it
,
concentrating
upon
it
the
full
power
of
my
eyes
,
as
upon
the
very
last
sensation
of
light
which
they
were
ever
to
experience
,
and
the
next
moment
I
lay
in
the
heavy
gloom
of
deep
,
thick
,
unfathomable
darkness
.
