“What?” she asked, as he paused abruptly.
“No matter; this Mystic Cavern will satisfy my doubts, I fancy. I look forward with interest to the revelations that I shall witness there.”
“We have reached its entrance.”
“Through this brook?”
“Yes; the spring that feeds it bubbles up within the Mystic Cavern. Take my hand, and give your other hand to your comrade. The entrance is low and narrow.”
Cute came up to them as they paused in the rocky bed of the brook. The water was only a few inches deep, and went gurgling along with a pleasant sound.
“Where’s the cave?”
“That hole in the rock, where the brook comes through—that is the entrance to it.”
“Why, that don’t look big enough for a cat to squeeze through.”
“It is larger than it appears to be. The water is deeper there, forming a little pool. Come, you must go down upon your hands and knees to enter.”