But I shall depend most on my hands and feet."
CHAPTER LVI.
THE LOST ROOM.
Donal then took the light from her hand, and looked in. The opening
went into the further wall and turned immediately to the left. He
gave her back the candle, and went in. Arctura followed close.
There was a stair in the thickness of the wall, going down steep and
straight. It was not wide enough to let them go abreast. "Put your
hand on my shoulder, my lady," said Donal. "That will keep us
together. If I fall, you must stand stock-still."
She put her hand on his shoulder, and they began their descent. The
steps were narrow and high, therefore the stair was steep They had
gone down from thirty to thirty-five steps, when they came to a
level passage, turning again at right angles to the left. It was
twice the width of the stair. Its sides, like those of the stair,
were of roughly dressed stones, and unplastered. It led them
straight to a strong door. It was locked, and in the rusty lock they
could see the key from within. To the right was another door, a
smaller one, which stood wide open. They went through, and by a
short passage entered an opener space. Here on one side there seemed
to be no wall, and they stood for a moment afraid to move lest they
should tumble into darkness. But sending the light about, and
feeling with hands and feet, they soon came to an idea of the place
they were in.
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