Five Thousand Miles Underground; Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the EarthRockwood, Roy
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Five Thousand Miles Underground; Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the Earth
Rockwood, Roy
Science fiction
“The place was long ago deserted by the giants,” Mr. Henderson went on.
“Ages ago it was one of their storehouses for treasure, but there were
wars among themselves, Hankos said, and this part of the country was
laid waste. Savage beasts took up their abode in the temple, and since
then, in spite of the great size of the giants, they have not dared to
venture here. If we brave the animals we may have all the gold and
diamonds we can take away.”
“Then for one, I’m willin’ t’ go down an’ begin th’ extermination at
once,” put in Andy. “I’ve always wanted t’ be rich.”
“We must proceed cautiously,” the professor said. “We are ill prepared
to fight any such beasts as we saw at the big geyser. At the same time
they may have deserted this place. I think we will lower the ship down
over the temple, and spend several hours in observation. Then, if
nothing develops, we can enter and see if the treasure is there.”
This plan was voted a good one, and the _Mermaid_ after having been
steered directly over the ruined temple, was brought to a halt, and
enough gas let out so that it fell to about fifty feet in the air above
it.
The adventurers began their watch. The afternoon waned and there were no
signs of any beasts in or about the temple.
“I reckon we can take a chance,” said Andy, who was anxious to get his
hands on some diamonds.
“Better wait until morning,” counseled Mr. Henderson. “It will soon be
dark, and it doesn’t look like a nice place to go stumbling about in by
moonlight.”
So, though all but the scientist were anxious, they had to wait until
the night had passed. Several times Washington got up to see if the
temple had, by any chance, taken wings during the long hours of
darkness, but each time he found it was still in place.
“Seems laik it’ll never come mornin’,” he said.
But dawn came at length, and, after a hasty breakfast, preparations to
enter the temple were made. Andy loaded his gun for “bear” as he
expressed it, and the boys each took a revolver.
The ship was lowered to as level a place as could be found, and then,
seeing that everything was in readiness for a quick departure, the
professor led the way out of the _Mermaid_.
The entrance to the temple was through a big arched gateway. Some of the
stones had fallen down, and the whole structure looked as if it might
topple over at any moment.
“Go carefully,” cautioned Mr. Henderson. “Watch on all sides and up
above. Better let Andy and me go ahead.”
The scientist and the old hunter led the way. Through the arch they
went, and emerged into what must at one time have been a magnificent
courtyard. Before them was the temple proper, a vast structure, with an
opening through which fifty men might have marched abreast. But the
doors were gone, and the portal was but a black hole.
“I hope there ain’t any ghosts in there,” said Washington, with a
shiver.
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