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 clutched Deane beside him, and said shrilly:

"It is! By George, it is! Didn't I say I saw a gleam when the first break was made, and didn't you rot me for it? But, oh, my Lord! how could a light get in there, fifty feet below the ground!"

"A reflection of outside light on something burnished within," Deane suggested at random.

Merritt lighted his lantern.

"We'll have time to take a look," he said, quietly enough. "It's in a first-class state of preservation—the first chamber we've found not crushed in and filled with rubbish. Come along, you two, but bring your lamps."

He picked his way through the débris,