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arkled as the light was held up, and they could note that in places the marks of the miners' picks and hammers still remained. Roughly speaking, the place was about a hundred feet across, and the floor in the centre was piled up into a hillock, as if the ore that had been brought from the passages around had been thrown in a heap--for that it was ore, and apparently rich in quality, they were now learned enough in metallurgy to know. Gwyn had a fancy that, this being a central position, if the party they sought were still in the mine they would be somewhere here; and he made Joe start by hailing loudly, but raised so strange a volley of echoes that he refrained from repeating his cry, preferring to wait and listen for the answer which did not come. "It's of no use," he said; "let's turn back; they must have got out by now." "Yes, I hope so; but what an awfully big place it is. I say, though, where was it we came in--by that passage, wasn't it?" Gwyn looked in the direction pointed out, but felt certain that it was not correct. At the same time, though, he fully realised that he was quite at fault, for at least a dozen of the low tunnels opened upon this rugged, pillared hall, so exactly alike, and they had wandered about so much since they entered, and began to thread their way in and out among the pillars, that he stared blankly at Joe in his weariness, and muttered despairingly,-- "I give it up." CHAPTER THIRTY TWO. A NOVEL NIGHTMARE. From that hour they both "gave it up"--in other words, resigned themselves in a hopeless weary way to their fate, and went on in an automatic fashion, resting, tramping on again over patches of sand and clean hard places where the rock had been worn smooth. The pangs of hunger attacked them more and more, and then came maddening thirst which they assuaged by drinking from one of the clear pools lying in depressions, the water tasting sweet and pure. From time to time the candles were renewed in the lanthorn, and the rate at which they burned was marked with feverish earnestness; and at last, in their dread of a serious calamity, it was arranged that one should watch while the other slept. In this way they would be sure of not being missed by a body of searchers who might come by and, hearing no sound, pass in ignorance of their position. Gwyn kept the first watch, Joe having completely broken down and begun to reel from side to side of the passage they wer
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