The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mysteryPotter, Robert
Science
The Germ Growers: An Australian story of adventure and mystery
Potter, Robert
Science fiction, Australian
After we had bathed and had eaten the few scraps of food which
remained to us, we began to reconnoitre, and we were both immediately
struck by the appearance of the ground a few hundred yards to the
south of where we had slept, but still at the foot of the cliff. The
ground was worn away, it might be by water, it might be by some heavy
mass being dragged along it.
It had a curious air of something like regularity, which suggested,
and yet which need not suggest, art or design. We saw, however, at
once, that it was the termination of a sort of hole in the cliff,
apparently coming from above.
As this hole proved to be quite large enough for three or four men to
stand up in it abreast, and as the ascent of it seemed not
impracticable, we began to think of trying to ascend it.
Jack thought that it might lead us to the top more easily than the
surface of the hill. Certainly no part of the cliff, as far as we had
seen, seemed at all practicable, but I saw no reason to suspect that
we should find a readier passage upward here. Still I agreed with Jack
that we might as well try it. I insisted, however, that only one of us
should go up, and that the other should await either his return or
some signal from the top, if that were possible.
We agreed finally to cast lots to see who should stay behind, and the
lot fell upon Jack. I immediately began the ascent, and found it very
much easier than I had expected. The darkness increased only for a
little while, and by and by it began to grow light, and I then
discovered a sort of roadway with steps moulded out of the soil on
either side.
After perhaps an hour of this work I came suddenly to a level. The
passage opened into a spacious cave, which was dimly lit by a large
opening in the rock, across which there seemed to be growing a thick
scrub, not so thick, however, but that here and there the sunshine
came freely enough through.
I had little doubt now that I was coming upon some hiding place of the
blacks, and I proceeded with very great caution. I made slowly for the
opening in the rock of which I had spoken, and when I had nearly
reached it I saw that I could, without very much difficulty, force my
way through the scrub. On a closer approach I observed with great
astonishment that the scrub seemed to be arranged in two square
pieces, which were certainly suggestive of a gateway.
There was a framework of dead branches, or rather two frames, and the
scrub was roughly twisted in and out upon these. I thought it best now
to make some preliminary observation from behind the screen of leaves
and branches.
I soon found a small opening where I could see without any risk of
being seen. I looked cautiously through. What I saw I will tell you in
the next chapter.
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