I've never seen one afore, but I can imagine you're as good as any."That seemed to please the creature and it began walking around the cavern, making its way easily up the slope.while it was gone, Trot and Cap'n Bill each took another sip from the water-flask, to wash down their breakfast.
"Why, here's a hole -- an exit -- an outlet!"exclaimed the Ork from above.
"We know," said Trot."We found it last night.""Well, then, let's be off," continued the Ork, after sticking its head into the black hole and sniffing once or twice."The air seems fresh and sweet, and it can't lead us to any worse place than this."The girl and the sailor-man got up and climbed to the side of the Ork.
"We'd about decided to explore this hole before you came," explained Cap'n Bill; "but it's a dangerous place to navigate in the dark, so wait till I light a candle.""What is a candle?" inquired the Ork.
"You'll see in a minute," said Trot.
The old sailor drew one of the candles from his right-side pocket and the tin matchbox from his left-side pocket.When he lighted the match the Ork gave a startled jump and eyed the flame suspiciously; but Cap'n Bill proceeded to light the candle and the action interested the Ork very much.
"Light," it said, somewhat nervously, "is valuable in a hole of this sort.The candle is not dangerous, Ihope?"
"Sometimes it burns your fingers," answered Trot, "but that's about the worst it can do -- 'cept to blow out when you don't want it to."Cap'n Bill shielded the flame with his hand and crept into the hole.It wasn't any too big for a grown man, but after he had crawled a few feet it grew larger.Trot came close behind him and then the Ork followed.
"Seems like a reg'lar tunnel," muttered the sailor-man, who was creeping along awkwardly because of his wooden leg.The rocks, too, hurt his knees.
For nearly half an hour the three moved slowly along the tunnel, which made many twists and turns and sometimes slanted downward and sometimes upward.
Finally Cap'n Bill stopped short, with an exclamation of disappointment, and held the flickering candle far ahead to light the scene.
"What's wrong?" demanded Trot, who could see nothing because the sailor's form completely filled the hole.
"Why, we've come to the end of our travels, I guess,"he replied.
"Is the hole blocked?" inquired the Ork.
"No; it's wuss nor that," replied Cap'n Bill sadly.
"I'm on the edge of a precipice.Wait a minute an' I'll move along and let you see for yourselves.Be careful, Trot, not to fall."Then he crept forward a little and moved to one side, holding the candle so that the girl could see to follow him.The Ork came next and now all three knelt on a narrow ledge of rock which dropped straight away and left a huge black space which the tiny flame of the candle could not illuminate.
"H-m!" said the Ork, peering over the edge; "this doesn't look very promising, I'll admit.But let me take your candle, and I'll fly down and see what's below us.""Aren't you afraid?" asked Trot.
"Certainly I'm afraid," responded the Ork."But if we intend to escape we can't stay on this shelf forever.So, as I notice you poor creatures cannot fly, it is my duty to explore the place for you."Cap'n Bill handed the Ork the candle, which had now burned to about half its length.The Ork took it in one claw rather cautiously and then tipped its body forward and slipped over the edge.They heard a queer buzzing sound, as the tail revolved, and a brisk flapping of the peculiar wings, but they were more interested just then in following with their eyes the tiny speck of light which marked the location of the candle.This light first made a great circle, then dropped slowly downward and suddenly was extinguished, leaving everything before them black as ink.
"Hi, there! How did that happen?" cried the Ork.
"It blew out, I guess," shouted Cap'n Bill."Fetch it here.""I can't see where you are," said the Ork.
So Cap'n Bill got out another candle and lighted it, and its flame enabled the Ork to fly back to them.
It alighted on the edge and held out the bit of candle.
"What made it stop burning?" asked the creature.
The wind," said Trot."You must be more careful, this time.""What's the place like?" inquired Cap'n Bill.
"I don't know, yet; but there must be a bottom to it, so I'll try to find it."With this the Ork started out again and this time sank downward more slowly.Down, down, down it went, till the candle was a mere spark, and then it headed away to the left and Trot and Cap'n Bill lost all sight of it.
In a few minutes, however, they saw the spark of light again, and as the sailor still held the second lighted candle the Ork made straight toward them.It was only a few yards distant when suddenly it dropped the candle with a cry of pain and next moment alighted, fluttering wildly, upon the rocky ledge.
"What's the matter?" asked Trot.
It bit me!" wailed the Ork."I don't like your candles.The thing began to disappear slowly as soon as I took it in my claw, and it grew smaller and smaller until just now it turned and bit me -- a most unfriendly thing to do.Oh -- oh! Ouch, what a bite!""That's the nature of candles, I'm sorry to say,"explained Cap'n Bill, with a grin."You have to handle 'em mighty keerful.But tell us, what did you find down there?""I found a way to continue our journey," said the Ork, nursing tenderly the claw which had been burned.
"Just below us is a great lake of black water, which looked so cold and wicked that it made me shudder;but away at the left there's a big tunnel, which we can easily walk through.I don't know where it leads to, of course, but we must follow it and find out.""why, we can't get to it," protested the little girl.
"We can't fly, as you do, you must remember.""No, that's true," replied the Ork musingly."Your bodies are built very poorly, it seems to me, since all you can do is crawl upon the earth's surface.But you may ride upon my back, and in that way I can promise you a safe journey to the tunnel.""Are you strong enough to carry us?" asked Cap'n Bill, doubtfully.
