[CHAPTER XII.
AZURMA FINDS LEO.]
Reginald Lacy sank to the ground in a dejected manner when he found that the mouth of the passage was blocked.
“We can’t get out,” he said, hoarsely. “We may as well make up our minds that we have got to starve to death!”
“Brace up!” exclaimed Leo. “Never give up until you are sure that you are lost. It was only a short time ago that I was certain that I was rushing to my death. But I was saved, and that has taught me a lesson. I will not give up now until I feel the last breath leaving my body.”
The boy’s words seemed to imbue the man with a new hope.
He struggled to his feet again and patted his faithful dog on the head.
“If I only had something to eat,” he said, “there might be a chance. I am very hungry, and so is Jupiter.”
“Let us find something to eat.”
“Where?”
“Around here, somewhere. There might be living creatures about; we have not searched, you know.”