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"Amen!" says I And needs ht be

"'Tis very dark, shall we not have a light?" she questioned

"If I can find our la about for it

"Here is a candle!"

"A candle?" says I, "And where should we find a candle?"

"We have three, Martin I h they are poor things, I fear"

Taking out h they sht the to bustle about "Our meat is in the larder, Martin" Now this larder was our third and s therein I was immediately struck by the coldness of it, moreover the flaht of air, insoh and low, looking for soht issued, yet found none This set ; for here was the cave so rock, the walls smoothed off, here and there, as by hand, but with never a crack or fissure in roof or walls so far as I ht discover Yet was I conscious of this cold breath of air so that reater

Presently as I stood thus staring about, to me cooat to-night we must eat it raw, for we have no fire!"

"Fire?" says I "Huht"

"Do what, Martin!"

"Look at the candle-fla down so and therewith a sound of water afar

"O Martin!" she whispered, clasping her hands and coht to fear, co or fissure, the question is--where? And this I go to find out"

"Aye, but how?" she questioned, coroan, and this gave place to a bubbling gaspthe candle in a niche of rock, "I will light a fire here"

"But we have no fuel, Martin"

"There is plenty in h, as I have done many a time and oft!"