No wonder! The strain was something frightful.
It would require nerves of steel to withstand such a terrible tension.
“Jewilikins! what’s that?”
Some strange, slimy water monster had crawled into the boat and onto Max’s back.
It was impossible to see what it was, and all that Ibrahim could do was to knock it off; but he almost fainted as he touched it.
On went the boat, drifting just where the current liked to take it.
There was no means of guiding or steering it.
They were victims of their curiosity, without a chance of saving themselves.
Again there was a glimmer of light, and the explorers rejoiced.
But their pleasure was but for a moment.