"Let's see where the passage leads to." "Of course; but it seems waste of time.

The old city, or temple, or whatever it was, must have been built with two walls for security, and I dare say once upon a time it was covered in so as to form a broad rampart." "Right!" I said eagerly, and pointed forward.

For we had just come in sight, at a bend, of a spot where great stones were laid across from wall to wall; and on passing under them we found our way encumbered beyond by numbers of similar blocks, some of which seemed to have crumbled away in the middle till they broke in two and then dropped.
"Oh yes," said Denham, in reply to a remark, "it's very interesting, of course, but we're not ruin-grubbers.

I dare say the place was built in the year 1; and the knowing old codgers who understand these things would tell us that the people who built the place had dolly something, or square heads; but we want to find out which was the market-place where they kept the town-pump." "And as the pump is most probably worn out," I said laughingly, "we'll be content with the well." "Oh, if we find the well the pump-handle's sure to be at the bottom, and--Hullo! what have we got here ?" I shared my companion's wonder, for upon rounding a curve of the passage we came upon an opening in the great stones of the inner wall--an opening that was wonderfully perfect, being covered in by the cross-stones, which were in place over the passage where the doorway showed.
"Dark," I said as I passed in.

"No; only just here.