Following it, Semitzin appeared at the entrance, dragging a heavy metal box, which she grasped by a handle at one end.

Immediately in her steps broke forth a great volume of water, boiling up as if from a caldron.

It filled the cave, and poured like a cataract into the gorge.

The foundations of the great deep seemed to be let loose.
Semitzin lifted from her face the woollen mask, or visor, which she had closed on entering the cave.

She was panting from exertion, but neither her physical nor her mental faculties were abated.