“It’s a she, sir; and she has six weapons to keep off thieves. I believe the people think that if they attempted to move the stone which closes that doorway the idol would come to life and attack them.”
“Then you think that’s the treasure-house, Stubbs?” said Dick.
“That’s it for certain, sir.”
“Well, the people believe in all these things, and it makes the treasure safe. There, we won’t try to make the image come to life and show fight, for we don’t want to meddle.”
“Not we, sir,” replied Stubbs. “Which way shall we go back?”
“Round by the other side.”
“Then we’ll keep a sharp lookout, sir, for I haven’t been there. We don’t want to tumble down any wells or flights of stairs. It’s rather awkward going along a place you don’t know.”
Stubbs led the way with the light, once more crossing diagonally from side to side, and then leading the way along a black wall completely covered with grotesque carvings from floor to ceiling.
“Hullo!” he said, suddenly stopping.
“What is it?”