"You've never told us your name!"
"Haven't I, really?" asked the Queen, as if greatly surprised.
"No," said Dot. "I want to know what it is."
"So do I," yelled Tot, standing up beside the girl and steadying himself by her arm.
"Certainly. I'll tell you now," cried the Queen, still running along the bank. But scarcely had she spoken when she threw up both her hands and screamed:
"Look out for the arch!"
Dot and Tot both turned around to look, but they were too late. A low, gloomy archway was just before them, and as the boat glided into it, the jagged rocks of the roof caught the children and threw them flat upon the bottom of the boat.
In falling, both the pretty gold crowns were knocked from their heads and fell splashing into the dark waters of the river, where they were lost forever.
Dot and Tot lay quite still for a time, while the light in the tunnel turned to twilight, and the twilight turned to utter darkness.