for you," and he did. Then the bonds were taken from their feet, and each arose slowly, with more than one groan which seemed impossible to suppress. Si had a severe cut over his left ear, and from this the blood had flowed over his cheek. Walter was not cut, but there was a lump on his temple as large as a chicken egg. All their weapons had been taken from them.
"If we had a light," said Si, "we might get out easily. Have you a match?"
"No."
"No more have I, wuss luck. Well, come on, but be careful you don't knock your head off on some overhanging rock."
Not caring to become separated in that Stygian darkness, they moved forward side by side, each with his hands extended.
"Water!" cried Walter, a minute later, and came to a halt. They had chanced upon a tiny stream.
"That's all right," said Si. "We can get a drink first and then wash our hurts." And this they proceeded to do without delay.
"This stream must lead somewhere," went on Walter. "Let us follow it. Perhaps it will bring us to the sea."
