How far we had fallen I am sure I do not know, but I should judge from the awful speed at which we travelled, that it must have been several thousand feet, probably four or five.
"Everything seems steady now," remarked Bastin, "so I suppose this luggage lift has stopped.

The odd thing is that I can't see anything of it.

There ought to be a shaft, but we seem to be standing on a level floor." "The odd thing is," said Bickley, "that we can see at all.

Where the devil does the light come from thousands of feet underground ?" "I don't know," answered Bastin, "unless there is natural gas here, as I am told there is at a town called Medicine Hat in Canada." "Natural gas be blowed," said Bickley.

"It is more like moonlight magnified ten times." So it was.