The echoes of the bell were still floating from wall to wall as we went rapidly forward. "It came from the left," said Harry but I disagreed with him and was so sure of myself that we started off to the right. As with one impulse we took it, turning to the left, and then flattened ourselves back against the wall as we saw a group of Incas passing at its farther end, some two hundred yards away. Harry opened his lips to speak, but I took the words from his mouth seconds were precious.Ī short distance ahead we came to another passage, crossing at right angles, broad and straight, and somehow familiar. Back down the passage we ran, halting at its end. "Follow me," I whispered and he must have read the force of my knowledge in my eyes, for he obeyed without a word. Death we did not fear, even for Desiree but we remembered the horror of our own experience on the top of that column, and shuddered as we ran. A prayer was on my lips that we might not be too late Harry's lips were compressed together tightly as a vise. We rushed forward side by side, guessing at our way, seeking the entrance to the tunnel that led to the foot of the column. We followed in the direction they had taken, turning to the right. We waited a while longer, then as no more appeared we started forward and soon had reached the corridor down which they had passed. For a moment I hesitated, asking myself for what purpose we hastened on thus into the very arms of our enemies then, propelled by instinct or premonition-I know not what-I took a firmer grasp on my spear and followed Harry without word, throwing caution to the winds. There was no longer any doubt of it: we were on our way to the great cavern. She was standing on the top of the lofty column in the center of the lake. It was the same sound we had heard twice before a sound as of a great, deep-toned bell ringing sonorously throughout the passages and caverns with a roar that was deafening. I saw that he understood, and saw too, by the expression that shot into his face, that it would go ill with any Incas who tried to stop us then.
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