"For the reason, Sam, that we do not know where the chamber is."
"I guess you're right," he agreed.
"Come along; we'll try it in this direction," said Dan. "Keep hold of my hand. We do not want to get separated."
The lads made their way along through corridor after corridor. They could see nothing save now and then when they lighted a match.
"Hark!"
Dan gripped his companion's arm sharply.
"I heard something again."
Their voices had dropped to whispers.
"It might have been some animal, and we have nothing to defend ourselves with," said Dan Davis.
"We have our knives," answered Sam.