aroused. "I hope the sleep did ye good, Dan," he said.
"Was I asleep? I did not know it. How long have we been here?"
"I can't say."
"Have you heard anything more of the Mexicans?"
"Only a faint sound or two, comin' from behind. I reckon we had best push on and see whar this passage leads to."
They arose, to find their legs stiff from the dampness of the passageway. At least three hundred yards were passed, and still there seemed to be no end.
"One satisfaction, we are gittin' farther away from the church," observed Stover. "I can't hear nuthin' now."
"Nor I, Poke. But did you notice how wet the passageway is getting?"
"I did, lad. We must be nigh to a spring or else the river."
They went on again, but not for long. A hundred feet further and they walked into water up to their ankles.
"We are blocked," groaned Dan. "What if we can't get out this way?"
"I reckon ye had best strike another light."
This was no easy matter with their clothing and everything else so damp. But finally the light
