"Stand close against the wall, Blanche, and do not move," commanded
Evelin, as the paper torch burnt down and went out. "Now," he
continued, "I am about to light up another of these papers; and we must
utilise the light to get past this gulf, if possible; it will never do
for us to remain where we are. The question is--In which direction will
it be most advisable for us to proceed? We must devote a moment or two
to a hasty survey of the place, as far our light will allow us, before
we move. Neither the time nor the light will be wasted. And it will be
better that you should turn your glance upward and away from the edge of
the chasm; your nerves will then be all the steadier when we have to
make a move. Now, I am going to light up once more."
Another paper was lighted; and, placing himself in front of his
companion, or between her and the edge of the chasm, in order to guard
against the possibility of her turning faint or giddy and falling over,
Lance raised the light at arm's-length above his head to glance round.
As he did so, the tiny flame wavered, as if fanned by a faint draught.
He looked at it intently for a moment, and noticed that the wavering
motion was continuous, and such as would be produced by a steady current
of air flowing in the direction in which they had been proceeding. Then
he knelt down and held the lighted paper close against the surface of
the ground. The flame burnt steadily for an instant and then betrayed a
very slight draught in an opposite direction. Then it went out, the
paper being all consumed.
He thought intently for a moment; then turned to his companion and
said--
"Blanche, dearest, _we are saved_. Pluck up your courage, my own love,
and thank God with me for showing us a way out of this terrible
labyrinth."
"I don't understand you, Lance," answered the girl, trembling with
agitation; "are you only saying this to sustain my courage a little
while longer, or do you really mean that you believe there is still a
chance of our emerging once more into the blessed light of day?"
"I mean, dear, that I hope and believe we shall escape. Listen. That
bit of lighted paper has revealed the presence of two distinct currents
of air flowing along this passage. That means that an outlet to the
open air exists somewhere. The upper current, which is the warmer of
the two, is flowing in the direction of that outlet; and all we have to
do is to follow in the same direction, if we can, and we shall
eventually reach the opening."
"Then let us proceed at once, Lance dear, please," pleaded poor
terrified Blanche. "I feel as though I should go mad if we remain here
much longer. I have a frightful feeling urging me--almost beyond my
powers of resistance--to fling myself forward over the edge of that
dreadful chasm which is yawning to receive me. Oh! save me, Lance
darling, save me for pity's sake."
"I _will_ save you, dear, if it is in man's power to do so," answered
Lance, "but you must help me by keeping up your courage; you know I
cannot possibly think and reason calmly whilst you continue in this
deplorable state of nervousness. Now, I will light another paper--our
last--and we will move forward at once. Keep close to the wall, and be
ready to give me your right hand as soon as the light shines out."
Another moment, and a feeble glimmer once more illumined the Cimmerian
darkness.
Holding the light in his right hand, Lance gave his left to Blanche, and
they cautiously resumed their way. The ledge along which they were
passing was about six feet wide; but a yard or two further on it
narrowed abruptly, leaving a path barely twelve inches in breadth. It
continued thus for a length of some twenty feet, and then widened out
abruptly again, apparently to the full width of the passage. It seemed,
in short, as though the terrible chasm terminated at this point.
Luckily, Lance was the first to see it, and his resolution was at once
taken. He dropped the lighted paper as if by accident, and extinguished
it by setting his foot upon it. He knew that if his companion caught so
much as a single momentary glimpse of the short but frightfully perilous
passage she would have to make, her nerve would utterly fail her, and
too probably a dreadful catastrophe would happen. So he resolved upon
the hazardous attempt to get her past the danger blindfold.
"Tut! what a clumsy fellow I am!" he exclaimed pettishly, as though in
reference to his having dropped the lighted paper. "Now I shall have to
expend another match. But, Blanche, your nerves are still unsteady; the
sight of this threatening gulf is too much for you. I think you would
do better blindfold. Give me your handkerchief, dear, and let me tie it
over your eyes. I will remove it again as soon as we are past the
chasm."
"Thank you," said Blanche. "I really believe I _should_ feel better if
the sight of that dreadful place were shut out. I can trust to your
care and courage; but I confess with shame that, as far as I am
concerned, I am thoroughly unnerved."
Lance took the handkerchief which Blanche put into his hand, and bound
it gently but firmly over her eyes, arranging it as well as he could in
the darkness in such a manner as to make the blinding perfectly
effectual.
He then led her cautiously forward a step or two until he felt with his
outstretched foot the edge of the precipice, when, bidding her stand
perfectly still and to cling firmly to the irregular surface of the
rock, he once more lighted the short remaining end of paper, utilising
its brief existence to note well the perilous path they had to tread.
"Now, sweetheart," he said briskly, "do you feel better, and fit to go
on?"
"Oh, yes," was the reply, in a tone so bright and cheerful that Lance
felt intensely relieved; and he forthwith set about the difficult task
of getting his companion past the narrow ledge without further delay.
By the last expiring gleam of his short-lived taper, Lance took one more
rapid glance at the terrible pass, and then, as the thick darkness once
more closed round them, he said--
"Now, dear, you must be very cautious how you move. Keep close against
the rock, and take a firm hold of any projections you can find. Do not
move until you have a firm hold with both hands, nor without telling me
of your intention, as I shall keep close to you and give you the support
of my arm. And do not loose your hold of the rock with one hand until
you have secured a firm grip with the other. Now, have you a tight
hold? Then move gently along, side wise; and keep _close_ to the rock."
The dreadful journey was begun. Slowly and cautiously the pair groped
their uncertain way along that narrow ledge, each pausing until the
other was ready to proceed; and Lance with difficulty restrained a
shudder as once during the passage he felt that the heel of his boot
actually projected over the awful ledge. A dozen times he felt outwards
with his foot to ascertain whether the chasm was passed or not, and at
last, with an involuntary sigh of ineffable relief he found that there
was solid ground beyond him as far as his foot could reach.
"Now stand quite still for a moment, Blanche," he said. "I am about to
light another match."
He did so, and found that they had indeed achieved the awful passage--
with some six inches to spare. At his very feet still yawned the hungry
gulf, but they were beyond it, thank God, and once more in comparative
safety. Hastily seizing his companion's hand, he hurried her far enough
away from the spot to prevent her seeing the deadly nature of the peril
to which they had been exposed, and then removed the bandage from her
eyes.
"There," he said cheerfully, "we are past the chasm at last, and now you
may have the use of your eyes once more."
Lighting another match, the imprisoned pair now pressed forward as
rapidly as circumstances would permit, taking care to keep a match
always alight in order that they might not stumble unawares upon a
possible second chasm or other danger. They pressed forward in silence,
except for an occasional word of caution or encouragement from Lance,
both being far too anxious to admit of anything like a connected
conversation.
Suddenly Lance stopped short. To his sense of hearing, acutely
sharpened by the long-continued death-like silence of the place, there
had come _a sound_, fainter than the breathing of a sleeping infant, a
mere vibration of the air, in fact, but still--a sound.
What was it? He knelt down and placed his ear close to the ground.
Yes; now he caught it a trifle more distinctly; the faintest murmur
still, but with something of individuality appertaining to it. It rose
and fell rhythmically, swelling gradually in volume, and then subsiding
again into silence.
"Hurrah!" he shouted joyously. "The sea! the sea! I can hear it.
Courage, Blanche darling, our journey is nearly at an end. One short
half-hour at most, and, with God's help, we shall be free."
Again they pushed eagerly forward; with high hopes and grateful hearts
now, and with every yard of progress the gladdening sound rose clearer
and clearer still until there could no longer be any possible mistake
about it; it was indeed the regular beat of surf upon the shore.
At length a faint gleam of light became perceptible upon the rocky walls
in front; gradually it strengthened, until the more prominent
projections of the rock began to stand out bold and black against the
lighter portions beyond; and at last, as the path curved gently round,
their eager eyes were gladdened by the sight of an opening into which
the sea was sweeping with a long lazy undulating motion until it curled
over and plashed musically upon a narrow strip of sandy beach.
They both paused for a moment, with one consent, to feast their eyes
upon the gladsome sight, and to restore their disordered faculties.
Then they saw that the long passage or gallery within which they stood
terminated at its outer end in a cavernous recess, opening apparently on
a precipitous part of the shore. The floor of the passage sloped
gradually down until it met the short strip of sand upon which the mimic
waves were lazily beating; and a yard or two from the water's edge the
sand was marked with a well-defined line of stranded weed and drift-
wood, which indicated the inner limit of the wash of the sea. A single
glance was sufficient to show that the auriferous rock had been left
behind; that which now surrounded them being a coarse kind of granite.
Pursuing their way the pair soon stood upon the strip of beach. Then
came the question, How were they to get out of the cavern, now that they
had reached its mouth? The sides rose perpendicularly, and the top
arched over in such a manner that escape seemed impossible. Lance made
several attempts on each side of the entrance to work his way out, but
the face of the rock was worn so smooth with the constant wash of the
water that the nearer he approached the entrance the more difficult did
he find it to proceed, and at last, failing to find any further foot-
hold, he was compelled to abandon his efforts and return to Blanche, who
meanwhile had been resting her tired limbs on the soft grey sand.
"Well, Blanche," he said, "I thought our troubles were over when I first
caught sight of that opening, but it appears they are not. There seems
to be only one possible mode of escape from this place and that is by
swimming. Now, I can manage the matter easily enough if you will only
trust me; the distance is the merest trifle, the water is smooth, and if
you think you have nerve enough to rest your hands on my shoulders and
to refrain from struggling when we get into deep water, I can support
your weight perfectly well, I know, and carry you safely round to the
beach, which I have no doubt we shall find at a short distance on one
side or the other of the opening. It will involve a ducking, certainly,
but we cannot help that; and if we walk briskly afterwards we shall take
no harm."
Blanche laughed--she could afford to do that now. "If that is our only
difficulty, it is but a trifling one," she said. "I can trust you
implicitly, Lance; and, what is perhaps almost as important, I can also
trust myself. I can swim a little; and if I should tire I shall not be
frightened, having you to help me."
"Very well," was the reply; "that is better than I dared hope. Would
you like to rest a little longer, or shall we make the attempt at once?"
Blanche announced her perfect readiness to make the attempt forthwith;
and without further ado the pair straightway entered the water, hand in
hand, Lance first taking the precaution to place his watch in his hat
and ram the latter well down upon his head. They waded steadily in
until Blanche felt the water lifting her off her feet, when they struck
out, Lance regulating his stroke so as to keep close beside his
companion. The water was delightfully warm, the sun having been beating
down upon it all day, and the immersion proved refreshing rather than
otherwise. It took them only about a couple of minutes to reach the
mouth of the cave; and then Lance began to look about him for a suitable
landing-place. He had expected to find a beach on one side or the other
of the opening; but there was nothing of the kind as far as he could
see. Perpendicular cliffs rose sheer out of the water on both sides of
the opening for a distance of perhaps a hundred yards; and where the
cliff terminated the ground sloped steeply down, with huge masses of
rock projecting here and there, the foot of the slope being encumbered
with other rocks which at some distant period had become detached and
rolled down into the water. In bad weather it would have been death to
attempt landing upon any part of the shore within Lance's range of
vision; but fortunately the weather was fine and the water smooth; so
they made for a spot which Lance thought would serve their purpose, and
in another ten minutes succeeded in effecting a landing among the rocks.
The scramble up the steep face of the slope before them was not without
its perils, but this also was happily accomplished; and at last they
found themselves standing safe and sound on tolerably level ground, just
as the last rays of the setting sun were gilding the summits of the
hills before them.
Lance found that they had come out on the eastern side of the island;
and as the harbour lay on the south side he knew pretty well in which
direction they ought to walk; they therefore at once set out at a brisk
pace toward a large patch of forest fringing a hill at some distance in
front of but a little to the south of them.
They had not gone very far before Lance, who was keeping a keen look-out
for some familiar landmark, recognised a dip between the hills as the
ravine up which they had passed in the morning; and altering their
course a little they came in about half an hour to the stream, which
they crossed without difficulty, and then followed it down until they
reached the pool in which the first discovery of gold had been made.
Thence their way was tolerably easy--though, in the darkness which had
by this time closed down upon them, they went somewhat astray while
passing through the wood--and in another hour they found themselves once
more safely within the shelter of Staunton Cottage, thoroughly tired-out
with their long and adventurous day's ramble.
Their entrance was greeted with exclamations of mock horror at the
length to which they had spun out the day's ramble; but Blanche's pale
cheeks, draggled dress, and general "done-up" appearance speedily
apprised her friends that a _contre-temps_ of some kind had occurred;
and their jesting remarks were quickly exchanged for earnest and
sympathetic inquiries as to what had gone wrong. Whereupon Lance--
having first suggested to his late companion the advisability of
immediate retirement to her couch, and bespoken Mrs Staunton's kind
services in the preparation of a cup of tea for each of the tired-out
wanderers--proceeded to give a succinct account of their day's
adventure, the recital of which elicited frequent exclamations of
wonder, alarm, and admiration, the latter being vastly increased when he
produced his valuable specimens, to which he had resolutely "stuck"
through it all notwithstanding that their weight had proved a serious
encumbrance to him during his swim.
"Now," he said in conclusion, "the net result of the day's exploration
amounts to this. We have discovered a mine of incalculable wealth.
What are we to do in the matter? There is so much gold there--in the
cave, I mean--that a short period of resolute and well-directed labour
will enable us to collect sufficient not only to fully recoup the
underwriters for their loss through the burning of the _Galatea_, but
also to make every individual among us enormously rich. Are we to let
it lie there, and trust to the future for an opportunity to come back
and fetch it, or shall we make an effort now to collect what will
suffice us, and trust to chance for the opportunity to carry it off with
us when we go?"
In answer to this, everybody declared at once without hesitation their
opinion that an attempt ought to be made to collect and carry off the
gold with them; Captain Staunton very sensibly remarking that if
anything occurred to prevent the safe transport of their prize home they
could _then_ organise an expedition for a second attempt; but that it
would be folly to make a necessity of this if by some extra effort on
their part the business could be managed without it.
This point being settled, the next question to be decided was--how they
were to set about the collection of the precious metal; for it was
obvious that any attempt to absent themselves from their daily
attendance at the shipyard would not only excite suspicion, but it might
also provoke a very unpleasant manifestation of active hostility on
Ralli's part.
Here Violet Dudley came to the rescue with a very practical suggestion.
"If you, Lance," said she, "can contrive to mark the two passages out of
the great central cavern in such a manner that we women cannot possibly
mistake one for the other, and so go astray, we might perhaps be able to
collect the gold and convey it to a suitable spot for removal; and when
enough has been gathered we can take our time about transporting it down
here."
"An admirable suggestion, Miss Dudley!" said Captain Staunton. "That
effectually disposes of one part of the difficulty. But it will never
do to bring the gold here; we could not possibly convey it on board the
schooner without detection, even if we were quite sure of the success of
our plan for making our escape in her. Do you think, Evelin, the
pirates have any knowledge of the existence of this cave of yours?"
"I am pretty certain they have not," was the reply. "There is no sign
of any human foot having ever passed over the ground before our own; and
it is so eminently well adapted for a place of concealment for their
booty--and, indeed, for themselves as well--in the event of the island
ever being attacked, that I feel sure they would, had they known of it,
have stocked it with provisions and in other ways have prepared it as a
place of refuge. It was only by the merest accident that I discovered
the spot to-day; and but for the fact that our search not only led us up
to the head of the ravine but also actually caused me to scale the face
of the rock, it would have remained undiscovered still. A man might
stand within twenty feet of the entrance without suspecting its
existence; and, unless he had occasion to scramble up the rock as I did,
and in exactly the same place, he would never find it."
"Very well, then," said Captain Staunton, "what I propose is this.
Since the ladies are kindly disposed to give them we will thankfully
accept their services to this extent. Let them collect the gold and
convey it to the edge of the gulf or chasm which you so providentially
escaped tumbling into to-day. Then we men must undertake the task of
conveying it to the other side and stacking it up in a position from
which we can easily remove it with the aid of a boat. If we succeed in
securing the schooner, we shall simply have to call off the mouth of the
cave and remove our booty in that way. Can anyone suggest anything
better?"
No one could; it was therefore decided that the skipper's proposal
should be adopted, especially as it left them free to alter their plans
at any time, should circumstances seem to require it. This decision
arrived at, the party retired for the night, most of them, it must be
confessed, to dream of the wonderful cave and the equally wonderful
wealth of which they had been talking.
The next day was spent by all hands, Dale included, at the shipyard.
This individual had, ever since poor Bob's accident, manifested a
growing dissatisfaction with himself, and an increasing amount of shame
at the selfishness which caused him to live a life of idleness and
comparative ease, while every one of his companions, the ladies
included, were doing all they could to aid in maturing the great plan of
escape; and now at last shame at his unmanly conduct fairly overcame
him, and on this particular morning he startled everybody by putting in
an appearance at the same time as the rest of the male portion of the
party, saying in explanation that henceforward he too should go daily to
work, as he was quite sure he could be of assistance. He was, of
course, assured that he undoubtedly _could_ be of very great use if he
chose; and there the matter ended. But a rather unpleasant feeling was
excited when Ralli, who was always promptly down at the beach to watch
the departure of the working party, noticed and commented upon Dale's
presence.
"Aha! my fine fellow," he remarked sneeringly, "so you have made up your
mind to go to work at last, have you? That is very well, sare. You
must surely have dream last night that I had my eye on you. You think,
perhaps, I have not take notice; but _I have_; and if you had not gone
to work to-day, I should have said to you, `Look here, my good man,
suppose you not work you not eat;' and I should have stopped your
'lowance. But you are going to work; so now that is all right."
It certainly served Dale right; but, all the same, it was a disagreeable
sensation to the rest to feel that this sly Greek had been in all
probability keeping a stealthy watch upon them and their movements.
They inwardly resolved to be very much more circumspect in their goings-
out and in their comings-in for the future; and they lost no time either
in communicating this resolve to each other.
All day long their thoughts were busy upon the subject of the gold mine;
and by the time that they got back to the cottage that evening each man
had an idea in connection with it to communicate to the others. They
were unanimous upon one point, which was that--after Ralli's remark to
Dale in the morning, and the _espionage_ which it seemed to suggest--it
would be most unwise for any of the male portion of the party to visit
the cave _during the day_. Henceforward their visits there would have
to be as few and far between as possible, and such visits as were
unavoidable must be made during the night. With the women it would, of
course, be different. _They_ could now safely venture out every day, it
was believed; and as the walk up the valley was the one which involved
the least exertion, it would only appear natural that they should almost
invariably take it. But, in order to disarm suspicion, in case anything
of the kind happened to exist, it was deemed best that an occasional
walk should be taken in some other direction until they could resume the
road toward the ravine with the certainty that they had not been watched
and followed.
It was further agreed all round that the task of _carrying_ the gold,
when collected, over the most dangerous part of the path along the edge
of the ravine was not to be thought of, especially as Captain Staunton
had thought out a plan by which all danger might be completely avoided.
His idea was exceedingly simple, and consisted merely in the erection on
each side of the chasm of a short stout pair of sheers connected
together at their heads by a good strong sound piece of rope, having
rove upon it a thimble with a pair of clip-hooks attached. The gold
could then be put into a canvas bag suspended from the clip-hooks, and,
with the aid of a hauling-line, hauled easily enough across the chasm to
the other side.
These details agreed upon, they determined to proceed with their
arrangements that same night. Accordingly, as soon as the evening meal
was over, the men retired to their bunks for a few hours' sleep--all,
that is to say, except Dale, who, quite unaccustomed to bodily labour,
felt thoroughly exhausted with his day's work, and was therefore readily
excused. He volunteered, however, to remain up on watch until all the
lights in the pirates' quarter were extinguished, and then to take a
good look round the settlement, and call the others when all was quiet;
a raid upon the capstan-house being the first thing necessary to enable
them to carry out their plans successfully.
The pirates, working hard all day in the open air, were, as a rule,
tolerably early birds; and by eleven o'clock that night the place was
wrapped in darkness and repose. Having thoroughly satisfied himself
that this was the case, and that the coast was quite clear for his
comrades, Dale roused the latter and then tumbled into his own berth
with the comforting reflection that he had at last taken the right
course, and done something to regain that respect from his companions
which he was beginning to be acutely conscious of having forfeited.
Five minutes later four forms might have been seen--had anyone been on
the look-out--stealing quietly across the open space between Staunton
Cottage and the capstan-house. Fortunately no one was on the look-out,
and they reached the building undiscovered, ascended the ladder, and
found themselves standing in the thick darkness which enshrouded the
long loft-like apartment.
Here Lance promptly produced his box of matches, and, on striking a
light, they were fortunate enough to discover hanging to a nail near the
door a lantern ready trimmed. This they at once lighted, and, carefully
masking it, proceeded to rummage the place for such things as would be
likely to prove useful to them. The place was almost like a museum in
the variety of its contents; and they were not long in confiscating a
dozen fathoms of three-inch rope, the remains of a coil of ratline, a
small ball of spun-yarn for seizings, a sledge-hammer, an axe apiece, a
marline-spike, a few long spike-nails, which Lance decided would be
capital tools for the ladies to use in picking out the nuggets, and a
few other trifling matters. Then, hanging the lantern upon its nail
once more, they extinguished it, and made the best of their way down the
ladder again.
A pause of a minute or so to look round and assure themselves that no
midnight prowler was in their vicinity, and they set off at a brisk pace
up the valley, lighted on their way by the clear soft effulgence of the
star-studded sky.
They were not long in reaching the shelter of the dense wood at the head
of the valley; and once fairly through it, they laid down the bulk of
their booty where they could easily find it again, and, returning to the
wood, selected a couple of young pines, which they quickly felled. The
branches were soon lopped off, after which they cut from the tall
slender trunks four spars about ten feet in length to serve for sheers.
Shouldering these, they sought out the remainder of their belongings,
and--by this time pretty heavily loaded--continued their way into and up
the ravine, arriving at last, under Lance's guidance, at the great rock
which veiled the entrance to the cavern.
Lance and Brook at once scrambled up to the narrow ledge before the
entrance, taking with them the ratline and such other small matters as
they could carry, while Captain Staunton and Rex remained below to "bend
on" and send up the remainder. Many hands--especially if they be
willing--make light work, and a quarter of an hour sufficed to transfer
everything, themselves included, to the ledge. Torches, chopped out of
the remainder of the pines, were then lighted, and, once more loading up
their possessions, they plunged boldly into the cavern, Lance as pilot
leading the way.
In about half an hour they found themselves standing in the great
central hall or cavern, which, lighted up as it now was by the glare of
four flaming torches, looked more bewilderingly beautiful than ever. A
hurried glance round was, however, all that they would now spare
themselves time to take, and then they at once set vigorously to work.
The first thing necessary was to mark in a legible manner--and in such a
way that the mark could be identified in the darkness if need be--the
inner extremity of the passage through which they had just passed. Rex
and Brook undertook to do this; and as they had already agreed what the
mark should be, these two began, with the aid of the sledge-hammer and a
spike, to chip in the face of the rock a circular depression on the
right-hand side of the passage, at a height of about three feet from the
ground, so that it could easily be found and identified in the dark by a
mere touch of the hand. Leaving these two busily employed, Lance and
Captain Staunton hurried away in search of the other passage. They soon
found an opening which proved to be the right one, though a third was
afterwards found to exist further along the circular wall of the cavern.
The second, however, was the passage they wanted; for, on going a short
distance into it, Lance's and Blanche's footprints were distinctly
traceable in a thin coating of fine dust which was met with. The
identity of the passage being thus established, it was marked in a
similar way to the other, but with a _cross_ instead of a circle. The
marking of the two passages proved to be a long and tedious job, owing
to the hardness of the rock and the imperfect character of the tools,
but it was done at last; and then they set out to execute the real task
of their journey, namely, the erection of the sheers.
Now that they had lights the journey along the second passage to the
spot where the sheers were to be erected was accomplished in a trifle
less than an hour; but a shudder ran through them all as, following the
footprints, they saw that Blanche had twice or thrice walked for several
yards on the extreme verge of the yawning chasm without being aware of
it. And when at last they came to the narrowest part of the path--that
which Blanche had traversed blindfold--they felt their very hair rising
as they craned over the edge and heard the pebbles they threw in go
bounding down until the sound of their ultimate splash in the water was
so faint as to be hardly distinguishable. It was nervous work, the
passage along that narrow ledge, but it had to be done and they did it,
hauling the poles across afterwards with the aid of the rope; and this
part of the work successfully accomplished, the rest was not long in the
doing; another hour saw both pairs of sheers erect, properly stayed, and
the three-inch-rope bridge strained across, with the clip-hooks and
hauling-line attached, and, in short, everything ready for the
commencement of operations. The axes and other matters were then taken
back to the great central chamber, where they _were_ left for future
use, and the party made the best of their way into the open air, and
thence homeward, arriving finally at Staunton Cottage about an hour
before the great bell rang the summons for all hands to come forth to
another day's labour.