Swiftly he flew and, although his heart stood still with fear, only a few seconds elapsed before his feet touched the ledge of the opposite passageway and he knew he had safely accomplished the wonderful feat.
Only pausing to draw one long breath of relief, Inga quickly traversed the crooked corridor that led to the last cavern of the three.

But when he came in sight of it he paused abruptly, his eyes nearly blinded by a glare of strong light which burst upon them.

Covering his face with his hands, Inga retreated behind a projecting corner of rock and by gradually getting his eyes used to the light he was finally able to gaze without blinking upon the strange glare that had so quickly changed the condition of the cavern.

When he had passed through this vault it had been entirely empty.

Now the flat floor of rock was covered everywhere with a bed of glowing coals, which shot up little tongues of red and white flames.