Then it struck Leo that it was about time he saw something of Azurma, the girl who had conducted them from the magic cave. From the strain in which she had conversed to him, he thought she would again seek his presence long before this.
Prof. Easy was bent on seeing what kind of place Hez was, and, at his request, a party was formed to make a tour of the place.
The party was formed of but seven—Leo, Dick, Prof. Easy, Martin Haypole, Lucky, the darky, and the American known as Andrew Jones, and Roderique de Amilo.
They set out in the direction taken by Reginald Lacy and his persistent pursuer.
“A wonderful land is this,” remarked De Amilo, as they walked along. “I have never fully explored it myself in all the years I have lived here. Nearly everything you will meet and see that interests you will be found to be mysterious. In fact, this whole country is a land of mystery.”
“It was a dod-rotted mystery how we ever come ter git in here, anyhow,” said the Yankee.
“That reminds me,” put in Andrew Jones, suddenly. “How did you get the door in the obelisk open, anyway?”
The professor quickly explained how they had found the stone cube, and the use they had put it to.
“By Jove!” exclaimed Jones. “The very identical way that I got in myself. How can it be that the cube was missing from the hole in which it fitted, and found so many yards from the obelisk?”
“That’s where the mystery comes in,” said Leo.