There was little to be seen.

The arched roof was of solid masonry; the walls were without a break save the narrow window and the door.

Through the window we could see only a patch of sky in the east, reddened by the reflection of the sinking sun; but the sight was so beautiful that Max and I were loath to leave it even for supper.
"We must eat before the light dies," said Max, whose young stomach was more imperious than mine, "or we shall have to eat in the dark.

I have had more than enough of that." "Fall to," I said, as we drew the stools to the table.

With the first mouthful of clean, delicious food my appetite returned, and I ate ravenously.