s fearless; it was intense; it was full of a divine calm.

Mr. Trelawny took a long breath, and in a more cheerful, as well as in
a more decided tone, went on:

"As we are all of one mind, the sooner we get the necessary matters in
train the better. Let me tell you that this place, like all the rest
of the house, can be lit with electricity. We could not join the wires
to the mains lest our secret should become known, but I have a cable
here which we can attach in the hall and complete the circuit!" As he
was speaking, he began to ascend the steps. From close to the entrance
he took the end of a cable; this he drew forward and attached to a
switch in the wall. Then, turning on a tap, he flooded the whole vault
and staircase below with light. I could now see from the volume of
light streaming up into the hallway that the hole beside the staircase
went direct into the cave. Above it was a pulley and a mass of strong
tackle with multiplying blocks of the Smeaton order. Mr. Trelawny,
seeing me looking at this, said, correctly interpreting my thoughts:

"Yes! it is new. I hung it there myself on purpose. I knew we should
have to lower great weights; and as I did not wish to take too many
into my confidence, I arranged a tackle which I could work alone if
necessary."

We set to work at once; and before nightfall had lowered, unhooked, and
placed in the positions designated for each by Trelawny, all the great
sarcophagi and all the curios and other matters which we had taken with
us.

It was a strange and weird proceeding, the placing of those wonderful
monuments of a bygone age in that green cavern, which represented in
its cutting and purpose and up-to-date mechanism and electric lights
both the old world and the new. But as time went on I grew more and
more to recognise the wisdom and correctness of Mr. Trelawny's choice.
I was much disturbed when Silvio, who had been brought into the cave in
the arms of his mistress, and who was lying asleep on my coat which I
had taken off, sprang up when the cat mummy had been unpacked, and flew
at it with the same ferocity which he had previously exhibited. The
incident showed Margaret in a new phase, and one which gave my heart a
pang. She had been standing quite still at one side of the cave
leaning on a sarcophagus, in one of those fits of abstraction which had
of late come upon her; but on hearing the sound, and seeing Silvio's
violent onslaught, she seemed to fall