Iwasanxioustogofurtherandseewhatlaybeyondit；indeedwedidwalkafewpaces，twentyperhaps，onwardintotherecessesofthecave。
ThenBickleydiscoveredsomethingthatlookedlikethemouthofawelldownwhichhenearlytumbled，andBastinbegantocomplainthathewashotandverythirsty；alsotopointoutthathewishedfornomorecavesandidolsatpresent。
\"Lookhere，Arbuthnot，\"saidBickley，\"thesecandlesareburninglowandwedon’twanttouseupmoreifwecanpreventit，forwemayneedwhatwehavegotverybadlylateron。Now，accordingtomypocketcompassthemouthofthiscavepointsdueeast；probablyatthebeginningitwasorientatedtotherisingsunforpurposesofastronomicalobservationorofworshipatcertainperiodsoftheyear。FromthepositionofthesunwhenwelandedontherockthismorningIimaginethatjustnowitrisesalmostexactlyoppositetothemouthofthecave。Ifthisisso，to—morrowatdawn，foratimeatleast，thelightshouldpenetrateasfarasthestatue，andperhapsfurther。WhatI
suggestisthatweshouldwalttillthentoexplore。\"
Iagreedwithhim，especiallyasIwasfeelingtired，beingexhaustedbywonder，andwantedtimetothink。Soweturnedback。
AswedidsoImissedTommyandinquiredanxiouslywherehewas，beingafraidlesthemighthavetumbleddownthewell—likehole。
\"He’sallright，\"saidBastin。\"Isawhimsniffingatthebaseofthatstatue。Iexpectthereisaratinthere，orperhapsasnake。\"
SureenoughwhenwereachedittherewasTommywithhisblacknosepressedagainstthelowestofthetiersthatformedthebaseofthestatue，andsniffingloudly。Alsohewasscratchinginthedustasadogdoeswhenhehaswindedarabbitinahole。SoengrossedwasheinthisoccupationthatitwaswithdifficultythatIcoaxedhimtoleavetheplace。
Ididnotthinkmuchoftheincidentatthattime，butafterwardsitcamebacktome，andIdeterminedtoinvestigatethosestonesatthefirstopportunity。
Passingthewrecksofthemachines，weemergedontothecausewaywithoutaccident。Afterwehadrestedandwashedwesettoworktodrawourcanoewithitspreciousburdenoffoodrightintothemouthofthecave，wherewehiditaswellaswecould。
Thisdonewewentforawalkroundthebaseofthepeak。Thisprovedtobeagreatdeallargerthanwehadimagined，overtwomilesincircumferenceindeed。Allaboutitwasabeltoffertileland，asIsupposedepositedtherebythewatersofthegreatlakeandresultingfromthedecayofvegetation。Muchofthisbeltwascoveredwithancientforestendinginmudflatsthatappearedtohavebeenthrownuprecently，perhapsatthetimeofthetidalwavewhichboreustoOrofena。Onthehigherpartofthebeltweremanyoftheextraordinarycrater—likeholesthatI
havementionedasbeingprevalentonthemainisland；indeedtheplacehadalltheappearanceofhavingbeensubjectedtoaterrificandcontinuousbombardment。
WhenwehadcompleteditscircuitwesettoworktoclimbthepeakinordertoexploretheterracesofwhichIhavespokenandtheruinswhichIhadseenthroughmyfield—glasses。Itwasquitetrue；theywereterracescutwithinfinitelabouroutofthesolidrock，andonthemhadoncestoodacity，nowpoundedintodustandfragments。Westruggledoverthebrokenblocksofstonetowhatwehadtakenforatemple，whichstoodnearthelipofthecrater，forwithoutdoubtthismoundwasanextinctvolcano，orratheritscrest。Allwecouldmakeoutwhenwearrivedwasthatherehadoncestoodsomegreatbuilding，foritscourtscouldstillbetraced；alsotherelayaboutfragmentsofstepsandpillars。
Apparentlythelatterhadoncebeencarved，butthepassageofinnumerableageshadobliteratedtheworkandwecouldnotturnthesegreatblocksovertodiscoverifanyremainedbeneath。ItwasasthoughthegodThorhadbrokenuptheedificewithhishammer，orJovehadshattereditwithhisthunderbolts；nothingelsewouldaccountforthatutterwreck，except，asBickleyremarkedsignificantly，thescientificuseofhighexplosives。
Followingthelineofwhatseemedtohavebeenaroad，wecametotheedgeofthevolcanoandfound，asweexpected，theusualdepressionoutofwhichfireandlavahadoncebeencast，asfromHeclaorVesuvius。Itwasnowalakemorethanaquarterofamileacross。Indeedithadbeenthusintheancientdayswhenthebuildingsstoodupontheterraces，forwesawtheremainsofstepsleadingdowntothewater。Perhapsithadservedasthesacredlakeofthetemple。
Wegazedwithwondermentandthen，weariedout，scrambledbackthroughtheruins，which，bytheway，wereofadifferentstonefromthelavaofthemountain，tothemouthofthegreatcave。
ChapterX
TheDwellersintheTombBynowitwasdrawingtowardssunset，sowemadesuchpreparationsaswecouldforthenight。Oneofthesewastocollectdrydriftwood，ofwhichanabundancelayupontheshore，toserveusforfiring，thoughunfortunatelywehadnothingthatwecouldcookforourmeal。
Whilewewerethusengagedwesawacanoeapproachingthetable—rockandperceivedthatinitwerethechiefMaramaandapriest。Afterhoveringaboutforawhiletheypaddledthecanoenearenoughtoallowofconversationwhich，takingnonoticeoftheirpresence，weleftittothemtobegin。
\"O，Friend—from—the—Sea，\"calledMarama，addressingmyself，\"wecometoprayyouandtheGreatHealertoreturntoustobeourguestsasbefore。Thepeoplearecoveredwithdarknessbecauseofthelossofyourwisdom，andthesickcryaloudfortheHealer；
indeedtwoofthosewhomhehascutwithknivesaredying。\"
\"AndwhatoftheBellower？\"Iasked，indicatingBastin。
\"Weshouldliketoseehimbackalso，Friend—from—the—Sea，thatwemaysacrificeandeathim，whodestroyedourgodwithfireandcausedtheHealertokillhispriest。\"
\"Thatismostunjust，\"exclaimedBastin。\"Ideeplyregretthebloodthatwasshedontheoccasion，unnecessarilyasIthink。\"
\"Thengoandatoneforitwithyourown，\"saidBickley，\"andeverybodywillbepleased。\"
Wavingtothemtobesilent，Isaid：
\"Areyoumad，Marama，thatyoushouldaskustoreturntosojournamongpeoplewhotriedtokillus，merelybecausetheBellowercausedfiretoburnanimageofwoodanditsheadtoflyfromitsshoulders，justtoshowyouthatithadnopowertoholditselftogether，althoughyoucallitagod？Notso，wewashourhandsofyou；weleaveyoutogoyourownwaywhilewegoours，tillperchanceinadaytocome，aftermanymisfortuneshaveovertakenyou，youcreepaboutourfeetandwithprayersandofferingsbegustoreturn。\"
Ipausedtoobservetheeffectofmywords。Itwasexcellent，forbothMaramaandthepriestwrungtheirhandsandgroaned。
ThenIwenton：
\"Meanwhilewehavesomethingtotellyou。Wehaveenteredthecavewhereyousaidnomanmightsetafoot，andhaveseenhimwhositswithin，thetruegod。\"（HereBastintriedtointerrupt，butwassuppressedbyBickley。）
Theylookedateachotherinafrightenedwayandgroanedmoreloudlythanbefore。
\"Hesendsyouamessage，which，ashetoldusofyourapproach，wecametotheshoretodelivertoyou。\"
\"Howcanyousaythat？\"beganBastin，butwasagainviolentlysuppressedbyBickley。
\"Itisthathe，therealOro，rejoicesthatthefalseOro，whosefaceiscopiedfromhisface，hasbeendestroyed。ItisthathecommandsyoudaybydaytobringfoodinplentyandlayitupontheRockofOfferings，notforgettingasupplyoffreshfishfromthesea，andwithitallthosethingsthatarestoredinthehousewhereinwe，thestrangersfromthesea，deignedtodwellawhileuntilweleftyoubecauseinyourwickednessyouwishedtomurderus。\"
\"Andifwerefuse——whatthen？\"askedthepriest，speakingforthefirsttime。
\"ThenOrowillsenddeathanddestructionuponyou。Thenyourfoodshallfailandyoushallperishofsicknessandwant，andtheOromatuas，thespiritsofthegreatdead，shallhauntyouinyoursleep，andOroshalleatupyoursouls。\"
Atthesehorriblethreatsbothofthemutteredakindofwail，afterwhich，Maramaasked：
\"Andifweconsent，whatthen，Friend—from—the—Sea？\"
\"Then，perchance，\"Ianswered，\"insomedaytocomewemayreturntoyou，thatImaygiveyouofmywisdomandtheGreatHealermaycureyoursickandtheBellowermayleadyouthroughhisgate，andinhiskindnessmakeyoutoseewithhiseyes。\"
Thislastclauseofmyultimatumdidnotseemtoappealtothepriest，whoarguedawhilewithMarama，thoughwhathesaidwecouldnothear。Intheendheappearedtogiveway。AtanyrateMaramacalledoutthatallshouldbedoneaswewished，andthatmeanwhiletheyprayedustointercedewithOrointhecave，andtokeepbacktheghostsfromhauntingthem，andtoprotectthemfrommisfortune。Irepliedthatwewoulddoourbest，butcouldguaranteenothingsincetheiroffencewasverygreat。
Then，toshowthattheconversationwasatanend，wewalkedawaywithdignity，pushingBastininfrontofus，lestheshouldspoiltheeffectbysomeofhisill—timedandoftenover—trueremarks。
\"That’scapital，\"saidBickley，whenwewereoutofhearing。
\"Theenemyhascapitulated。Wecanstophereaslongaswelike，provisionedfromthemainland，andifforanyreasonwewishtoleave，besureofourlineofretreat。\"
\"Idon’tknowwhatyoucallcapital，\"exclaimedBastin。\"ItseemstomethatallthelieswhichArbuthnothasjusttoldaresufficienttobringajudgmentuponus。Indeed，IthinkthatI
willgobackwithMaramaandexplainthetruth。\"
\"Ineverbeforeknewanybodywhowassoanxioustobecookedandeaten，\"remarkedBickley。\"Moreover，youaretoolate，forthecanoeisahundredyardsawaybynow，andyoushan’thaveours。RememberthePaulinemaxims，oldfellow，whichyouaresofondofquoting，andbeallthingstoallmen，andanotherthatismoremodern，thatwhenyouareatRome，youmustdoastheRomansdo；alsoathird，thatnecessityhasnolaw，andforthematterofthat，afourth，thatallisfairinloveandwar。\"
\"Iamsure，Bickley，thatPaulnevermeanthiswordstobearthedebasedsensewhichyouattributetothem——\"beganBastin，butatthispointIhustledhimofftolightafire——aprocessatwhichIpointedouthehadshownhimselfanexpert。
Wesleptthatnightundertheoverhangingrockjusttoonesideofthecave，notinthemouth，becauseofthedraughtwhichdrewinandoutofthegreatplace。Inthatsoftandbalmyclimethiswasnohardship，althoughwelackedblankets。Andyet，tiredthoughIwas，IcouldnotrestasIshouldhavedone。Bastinsnoredawaycontentedly，quiteunaffectedbyhisescapewhichtohimwasmerelyanincidentintheday’swork；andso，too，slumberedBickley，exceptthathedidnotsnore。Buttheamazementandthemysteryofallthatwehaddiscoveredandofallthatmightbeleftforustodiscover，heldmebackfromsleep。
Whatdiditmean？Whatcoulditmean？Mynervesweretautasharpstringsandseemedtovibratetothetouchofinvisiblefingers，althoughIcouldnotinterpretthemusicthattheymade。
OnceortwicealsoIthoughtIheardactualmusicwithmyphysicalears，andthatofastrangequality。Softandlowanddreamful，itappearedtowellfromtherecessesofthevastcave，awailingsonginanunknowntonguefromthelipsofwomen，orofawoman，multipliedmysteriouslybyechoes。This，however，musthavebeenpurefancy，sincetherewasnosingerthere。
PresentlyIdozedoff，tobeawakenedbythesuddensoundofagreatfishleapinginthelake。Isatupandstared，fearinglestitmightbethesplashofapaddle，forIcouldnotputfrommymindthepossibilityofattack。AllIsaw，however，wasthelowlineofthedistantshore，andaboveitthebrightandsettingstarsthatheraldedthecomingofthesun。ThenIwoketheothers，andwewashedandate，sinceoncethesunrosetimewouldbeprecious。
Atlengthitappeared，splendidinacloudlesssky，and，asI
hadhoped，directlyoppositetothemouthofthecave。Takingourcandlesandsomestoutpiecesofdriftwoodwhich，withourknives，wehadshapedonthepreviouseveningtoserveusasleversandroughshovels，weenteredthecave。BickleyandIwerefilledwithexcitementandhopeofwhatweknewnot，butBastinshowedlittleenthusiasmforourquest。Hisheartwaswithhishalf—convertedsavagesbeyondthelake，andofthem，quiterightlyIhavenodoubt，hethoughtmorethanhedidofallthearchaeologicaltreasuresinthewholeearth。Still，hecame，bearingtheblackenedheadofOrowithhimwhich，withunconscioushumour，hehadusedasapillowthroughthenightbecause，ashesaid，\"itwasafterallsofterthanstone。\"Also，IbelievethatinhishearthehopedthathemightfindanopportunityofdestroyingthebiggerandearliereditionofOrointhecave，beforeitwasdiscoveredbythenativeswhomightwishtomakeitanobjectofworship。Tommycamealso，withgreateralacritythanIexpected，sincedogsdonotasarulelikedarkplaces。WhenwereachedthestatueIlearnedthereason；herememberedthesmellhehaddetectedatitsbaseonthepreviousday，whichBastinsupposedtoproceedfromarat，andwasanxioustocontinuehisinvestigations。
Wewentstraighttothestatue，althoughBickleypassedthehalf—buriedmachineswithevidentregret。Aswehadhoped，thestronglightoftherisingsunfelluponitinavividray，revealingallitswondrousworkmanshipandthemajesty——fornootherworddescribesit——ofthesomewhatterrifyingcountenancethatappearedabovethewrappingsoftheshroud。Indeed，Iwasconvincedthatoriginallythismonumenthadbeenplacedhereinorderthatoncertaindaysoftheyearthesunmightfalluponitthus，whenprobablyworshippersassembledtoadoretheirhallowedsymbol。Afterall，thiswascommoninancientdays：witnesstheinstanceoftheawfulThreewhositinthedeepestrecessesofthetempleofAbuSimbel，ontheNile。
Wegazedandgazedourfill，atleastBickleyandIdid，forBastinwasoccupiedinmakingacarefulcomparisonbetweentheheadofhiswoodenOroandthatofthestatue。
\"Thereisnodoubtthattheyareverymuchalike，\"hesaid。
\"Why，whateveristhatdogdoing？Ithinkitisgoingmad，\"andhepointedtoTommywhowasdiggingfuriouslyatthebaseoftheloweststep，asathomeIhaveseenhimdoatrootsthatshelteredarabbit。
Tommy’senergywassoremarkablethatatlengthitseriouslyattractedourattention。Evidentlyhemeantthatitshoulddoso，foroccasionallyhesprangbacktomebarking，thenreturnedandsniffedandscratched。Bickleykneltdownandsmeltatthestone。
\"Itisanoddthing，Humphrey，\"hesaid，\"butthereisastrangeodourhere，averypleasantodourlikethatofsandal—woodorattarofroses。\"
\"Ineverheardofaratthatsmeltlikesandal—woodorattarofroses，\"saidBastin。\"Lookoutthatitisn’tasnake。\"
IkneltdownbesideBickley，andinclearingawaythedeepdustfromwhatseemedtobethebottomofthestep，whichwasperhapsfourfeetinheight，byaccidentthrustmyamateurspadesomewhatstronglyagainstitsbasewhereitrestedupontherockyfloor。
Nextmomentawondercametopass。Thewholemassiverockbegantoturnoutwardsasthoughuponapivot！IsawitcomingandgrabbedBickleybythecollar，dragginghimbacksothatwejustrolledclearbeforethegreatblock，whichmusthaveweighedseveraltons，felldownandcrushedus。Tommysawittoo，andfled，thoughalittlelate，fortheedgeoftheblockcaughtthetipofhistailandcausedhimtoemitamostpiercinghowl。ButwedidnotthinkofTommyandhiswoes；wedidnotthinkofourownescapeorofanythingelsebecauseofthemarvelthatappearedtous。Seatedthereupontheground，afterourbackwardtumble，wecouldseeintothespacewhichlaybehindthefallenstep，fortherethelightofthesunpenetrated。
Thefirstideaitgavemewasthatofthejewelledshrineofsomemediaevalsaintwhich，bygoodfortune，hadescapedtheplunderers；therearestillsuchexistingintheworld。Itshoneandglittered，apparentlywithgoldanddiamonds，although，asamatteroffact，therewerenodiamonds，norwasitgoldwhichgleamed，butsomeancientmetal，orratheramalgam，whichisnowlosttotheworld，thesamethatwasusedinthetubesoftheair—machines。Ithinkthatitcontainedgold，butIdonotknow。
Atanyrate，itwasequallylastingandevenmorebeautiful，thoughlighterincolour。
Fortherestthisadornedrecesswhichresembledthatofalargefuneralvault，occupyingthewholespacebeneaththebaseofthestatuethatwassupportedonitsarch，wasemptysavefortwoflashingobjectsthatlaysidebysidebutwithnearlythewholewidthofthevaultbetweenthem。
IpointedatthemtoBickleywithmyfinger，forreallyIcouldnotspeak。
\"Coffins，byJove！\"hewhispered。\"Glassorcrystalcoffinsandpeopleinthem。Comeon！\"
AfewsecondslaterwewerecrawlingintothatvaultwhileBastin，stillnursingtheheadofOroasthoughitwereababy，stoodconfusedoutsidemutteringsomethingaboutdesecratinghallowedgraves。
Justaswereachedtheinterior，owingtotheheighteningofthesun，thelightpassedaway，leavingusinakindoftwilight。
Bickleyproducedcarriagecandlesfromhispocketandfumbledformatches。WhilehewasdoingsoInoticedtwothings——firstly，thattheplacereallydidsmelllikeascent—shop，and，secondly，thatthecoffinsseemedtoglowwithakindofphosphorescentlightoftheirown，notverystrong，butsufficienttorevealtheiroutlinesinthegloom。Thenthecandlesburntupandwesaw。
Withinthecoffinthatstoodonourlefthandasweentered，forthiscrystalwasastransparentasplateglass，layamostwonderfuloldman，cladinagleaming，embroideredrobe。Hislonghair，whichwaspartedinthemiddle，aswecouldseebeneaththeedgeofthepearl—sewnandbroideredcaphewore，alsohisbeardweresnowywhite。Themanwastall，atleastsixfeetfourinchesinheight，andratherspare。Hishandswerelongandthin，verydelicatelymade，aswerehissandalledfeet。
Butitwashisfacethatfixedourgaze，foritwasmarvelous，likethefaceofagod，and，aswenoticedatonce，withsomeresemblancetothatofthestatueabove。Thusthebrowwasbroadandmassive，thenosestraightandlong，themouthsternandclear—cut，whilethecheekboneswereratherhigh，andtheeyebrowsarched。Sucharethecharacteristicsofmanyhandsomeoldmenofgoodblood，andasthemummiesofSetiandothersshowus，suchtheyhavebeenforthousandsofyears。Onlythismandifferedfromallothersbecauseofthefearfuldignitystampeduponhisfeatures。LookingathimIbegantothinkatonceoftheprophetElijahashemusthaveappearedrisingtoheaven，enhancedbythemoreearthlygloryofSolomon，foralthoughtheappearanceofthesepatriarchsisunknown，ofthemoneconceivesideas。OnlyitseemedprobablethatElijahmayhavelookedmorebenign。Heretherewasnobenignity，onlyterribleforceandinfinitewisdom。
ContemplatinghimIshiveredalittleandfeltthankfulthathewasdead。FortotellthetruthIwasafraidofthatawesomecountenancewhich，Ishouldadd，wasofthewhitenessofpaper，althoughthecheeksstillshowedtingesofcolour，soperfectwasthepreservationofthecorpse。
IwasstillgazingatitwhenBickleysaidinavoiceofamazement：
\"Isay，lookhere，intheothercoffin。\"
Iturned，looked，andnearlycollapsedonthefloorofthevault，sincebeautycansometimesstrikeuslikeablow。Oh！
therebeforemelayallloveliness，suchlovelinessthatthereburstfrommylipsaninvoluntarycry：
\"Alas！thatsheshouldbedead！\"
Ayoungwoman，Isupposed，atleastshelookedyoung，perhapsfiveorsixandtwentyyearsofage，orsoIjudged。Thereshelay，hertallanddelicateshapehalfhiddeninmassesofrich—huedhairincolourofaruddyblackness。Iknownothowelsetodescribeit，sinceneverhaveIseenanyofthesametint。Moreover，itshonewithalifeofitsownasthoughithadbeendustedwithgold。FrombetweenthemassesofthishairappearedafacewhichIcanonlycalldivine。Therewaseverybeautythatwomancanboast，fromthecurvingeyelashesofextraordinarylengthtothesweetandhumanmouth。Tothesecharmsalsowereaddedawondroussmileandanairofkinddignity，verydifferentfromthefiercepridestampeduponthecountenanceoftheoldmanwhowashercompanionindeath。
Shewasclothedinsomeclose—fittingrobeofwhitebroideredwithgold；pearlswereaboutherneck，lyingfardownupontheperfectbosom，agirdleofgoldandshininggemsencircledherslenderwaist，andonherlittlefeetweresandalsfastenedwithredstoneslikerubies。Intruth，shewasasplendidcreature，andyet，Iknownothow，herbeautysuggestedmoreofthespiritthanoftheflesh。Indeed，inaway，itwasunearthly。Mysensesweresmitten，itpulledatmyheart—strings，andyetitsunutterablestrangenessseemedtoawakememorieswithinme，thoughofwhatIcouldnottell。AwildfancycametomethatI
musthaveknownthisheavenlycreatureinsomepastlife。
BynowBastinhadjoinedus，and，attractedbymyexclamationandbytheattitudeofBickley，whowasstaringdownatthecoffinwithafixedlookuponhisface，notunlikethatofapointerwhenhescentsgame，hebegantocontemplatethewonderwithinitinhisslowway。
\"Well，Inever！\"hesaid。\"DoyouthinktheGlitteringLadyinthereishuman？\"
\"TheGlitteringLadyisdead，butIsupposethatshewashumaninherlife，\"Iansweredinanawedwhisper。
\"Ofcoursesheisdead，otherwiseshewouldnotbeinthatglasscoffin。IthinkIshouldliketoreadtheBurialServiceoverher，whichIdaresaywasneverdonewhenshewasputinthere。\"
\"Howdoyouknowsheisdead？\"askedBickleyinasharpvoiceandspeakingforthefirsttime。\"Ihaveseenhundredsofcorpses，andmummiestoo，butneveranythatlookedlikethese。\"
Istaredathim。ItwasstrangetohearBickley，thescofferatmiracles，suggestingthatthisgreatestofallmiraclesmightbepossible。
\"Theymusthavebeenherealongtime，\"Isaid，\"foralthoughhuman，theyarenot，Ithink，ofanypeopleknowntotheworldto—day；theirdress，everything，showsit，thoughperhapsthousandsofyearsago——\"andIstopped。
\"Quiteso，\"answeredBickley；\"Iagree。ThatiswhyIsuggestthattheymayhavebelongedtoaracewhoknewwhatwedonot，namely，howtosuspendanimationforgreatperiodsoftime。\"
Isaidnomore，nordidBastin，whowasnowengagedinstudyingtheoldman，andforonce，wonderstruckandovercome。Bickley，however，tookoneofthecandlesandbegantomakeacloseexaminationofthecoffins。SodidTommy，whosniffedalongthejoinofthatoftheGlitteringLadyuntilhisnosereachedacertainspot，whereitremained，whilehisblacktailbegantowaginadelightedfashion。Bickleypushedhimawayandinvestigated。
\"AsIthought，\"hesaid——\"air—holes。See！\"
Ilooked，andthere，boredthroughthecrystalofthecoffininalinewiththefaceofitsoccupant，wereanumberoflittleholesthateitherbyaccidentordesignoutlinedtheshapeofahumanmouth。
\"Theyarenotairtight，\"murmuredBickley；\"andifaircanenter，howcandeadfleshremainlikethatforages？\"
Thenhecontinuedhissearchupontheotherside。
\"Thelidofthiscoffinworksonhinges，\"hesaid。\"Heretheyare，fashionedofthecrystalitself。Alivingpersonwithincouldhavepulleditdownbeforethesensesdeparted。\"
\"No，\"Ianswered；\"forlook，hereisacrystalboltattheendanditisshotfromwithout。\"
Thispuzzledhim；thenasthoughstruckbyanidea，hebegantoexaminetheothercoffin。
\"I’vegotit！\"heexclaimedpresently。\"Theoldgodinhere\"
（somehowweallthoughtofthisoldmanasnotquitenormal）
\"shutdowntheGlitteringLady’scoffinandboltedit。Hisownisnotbolted，althoughtheboltexistsinthesameplace。Hejustgotinandpulleddownthelid。Oh！whatnonsenseIamtalking——
forhowcansuchthingsbe？Letusgetoutandthink。\"
Sowecreptfromthesepulchreinwhichtheperfumedairhadbeguntooppressusandsatourselves。downuponthefloorofthecave，whereforawhileweremainedsilent。