and looked in through the opening. As it chanced, the sinking sun

shone at this hour full into the cave, so that all its darkness was

made red with light. Then, once more, Umslopogaas, I grew afraid

indeed, for I could see the end of the cave.

"Look now! There is a hole in the wall of the cave, where the

firelight falls below the shadow of the roof, twice the height of a

man from the floor. It is a narrow hole and a high, is it not?--as

though one had cut it with iron, and a man might sit in it, his legs