He drew forth his notebook and pencil and handed them to Drorathusa, pronouncing as she took them that mysterious name:
"Lepraylya?"
A few strokes with the pencil, and Drorathusa had given us the answer.
"You see, Bill?" said Rhodes, smiling. "A woman. In all likelihood, too, the queen."
Drorathusa's Sibylline look was upon him once more—and she did not smile.
Chapter 33
FACE TO FACE
We found the wall even more broken and difficult than it had appeared from the entrance. It was almost destitute of vegetation, a circumstance that contributed not a little to the slowness of the descent. Indeed, making our way down over those pitching naked rocks was a ticklish, an unpleasant business, I want to tell you; at times it was really precarious.
We had halted to rest above one of these difficult spots, and every one was either seated or leaning against the rock, when of a sudden Milton, who was nearest the edge, arose and pointed, pointed down and off to the right.