“I know it,” exclaimed John. “I never heard such a lot of crazy talk before either. Who’s coming into the cave?”
The entrance was about ten feet wide and was high enough so that even John could walk in without stooping. Far down towards the back of the cave a patch of light shone on the floor showing that somewhere else besides the spot where the boys stood, there was an opening.
“I can’t see very well,” said Fred as they stepped into the cave.
“Neither can I,” George agreed. “I’m not very anxious to go walking around in strange dark caves either.”
“What can hurt you?” demanded John. “There isn’t another soul on the island besides ourselves and Sam.”
“That may be,” admitted George. “Still there may be holes in the floor or some kind of animals living here.”
“Well, I’m going down to where that spot of light is,” said John. “Is any one coming with me?”
“Oh, I’ll go all right,” exclaimed George quickly. “All I said was that I didn’t like it much.”
“Go slow,” cautioned Grant. “We don’t want to run any risks.”
“I can see better now than I could,” said John who was in the lead. “My eyes are becoming more used to the dim light.”