Even as he spoke, we saw a long shaft of yellow light streaming from an unknown centre, and searching out the recesses of the cavern.
'Be still, as you value your liberty,' whispered Jambres. 'The Bobî is on his beat.'
Then, as the long shaft smote the swaying bridge, he lightly crossed it, and beckoned us to follow. We obeyed, and in another instant all was again darkness.
'He has gone his round,' said Jambres. 'Won't be back for hours!'
CHAPTER XIV.
THE MAGIC CHAIR.
There, on the plateau, or platform, we had seen, stood, in naked mystery, the Enchanted Chair.
''Tis the weird chair of the Viewless Maiden, the place of Her who is no more seen,' said Jambres. 'Who shall sit therein?'
'The writing said,' remarked the dauntless Leonora, 'that a descendant of Theodolitê must achieve this adventure. I am ready.'