Harding said this with set lips and white face.
Both started into the cavern.
A torch had been prepared, and this lit up the uncanny and somber gloom.
The air was foul and damp, and hundreds of huge bats flew out of the place as they went on.
Still they kept on.
After what seemed an interminable length of time, they entered a huge and high-arched cavern chamber.
Here a torch was out of the question, as a crevice in the roof admitted the light of day in abundance.
The chamber seemed to have been once used by the natives as a temple.
There were hieroglyphics upon the walls in great numbers, and the remains of a dais upon which a throne might have set were visible.
Harding advanced to the center of the chamber and knelt down.