“No.”
“The sea. Didn’t think it was the end of your passage, did you?”
“What there? Nonsense!”
“Yes, it’s the cave; and the sea runs right up here.”
“It couldn’t; it’s too far away.”
“I don’t care; that’s the sea. Now listen again, how regularly it comes. Every wave must be rushing in, and you can hear it go whishing out.”
Scarlett and his companion listened for a few minutes.
“Yes; it’s the sea, sure enough,” said Scarlett. “Why, Fred, I didn’t think we had such a place here.”
“No,” said Fred. “But, then, nobody ever comes up here. Why, it’s quite a discovery, Scar. Let’s get down to the shore, and go in.”
“Yes, I’m ready;” and together the two lads made their way to the edge of the slaty cliffs, and then a long way by the edge, before they could find a rift of a sufficient slope to warrant their attempting a descent.