“We will go!” said Queen Olive, suddenly. “It would not do for me to go back to Hez at this late hour. The people would scarcely believe the abduction, and it is hard to tell exactly what might take place.”
“Lead the way, Mr. Lacy,” spoke up Dick. “I am satisfied with anything. This is a country of wonder and mystery, and I desire to see all I can of it.”
Reginald Lacy had left the city with his dog to make an exploration of the surrounding country.
Unconsciously his steps led him to the spot where Dick and his fair companion lay bound hand and foot.
But it was Jupiter’s fault more than his own that he came that far away from the little city.
The dog wanted to pursue an upward course, and Lacy allowed him to have his way.
He had passed through many caverns and chambers, and were it not for the dog, he knew that he would never be able to find his way back again.
But Jupiter was a dog that could be depended upon, and no one knew this better than his master.
Lacy was very much pleased at finding Dick, and as they threaded their way through the mazes of the underground world, he told the boy about the presence of Philander Owens in the city they were bound for.
“I wish,” said he, “that you would see him, and endeavor to get him to let what has passed be forgotten. He is very bitter against me, though for what reason it is not likely that anybody, save the pair of us, will ever know.”