Both Pomp and Frank now realized this.
It seemed like sulphuretted hydrogen, and thoroughly impregnated the atmosphere. Also, with close scrutiny, they could now see unmistakably the sandy trail of death.
There it led across the desert waste, and objects in the sand might be the victims of the death trail. These were certainly plainly visible.
The adventurers gazed upon the scene with peculiar sensations.
Then a blast of air came out from the valley.
It was a peculiar, withering heat, and caused all to gasp for air.
“It is right!” cried Frank; “this is certainly the Valley of Death.”
“Begorra, I believe yez!” cried Barney. “Shure, it luks enough loike it.”
“Golly! I jes’ reckons nuffin’ wud lib in dar,” agreed Pomp.
This was plain to see.