“No; what do you suppose it means?”
“I think we ought to go out and reconnoiter.”
“Same here.”
The boys made their way back along the passage. Suddenly Ned gave an amazed and rather alarmed exclamation.
“The light has gone!”
“Which one?”
“Why, the one in the Tomb chamber. Where’s that guide?”
“He’s vamoosed. Maybe he thought we’d gone out of our own accord. Say, Ned, I kind of wish we’d stayed with him.”
“So do I now. Well, we’ve got to make the best of it. Light up your candle, Herc, and then we’ll holler as loud as we can. If that does no good, we’ll have to try to get out of this place by ourselves.”
The boys began shouting at the top of their voices. But hollow echoes coming weirdly back from the stone walls of the burial chamber were the only response to their shouts. Suddenly Herc grabbed Ned’s arm.