Commodore Junk — page 266: what you’re looking at

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THE ASSASSINS, 259 approaching, with head bent and arms crossed over his chest, evidently deep in thought. Humphrey started up and backed away round a curve before turning, and walked swiftly along the path, looking eagerly for a track by which he could avoid another encounter, when for the first time he became aware of the fact that he was in the way leading to the old temple which had been formed into a mausoleum, and, unless he should be able to find another path, bound for the ancient structure. He almost ran along the meandering path, feeling annoyed with himself the while, till the gloomy pile loomed before him, and he climbed up the doorway and looked back. All was silent and dim as he stooped and entered, stepping cautiously on, and then, as soon as well sheltered, turning to gaze back and see if the buccaneer came in sight. The place struck chill and damp ; there was a mysterious feeling of awe to oppress him as he recalled the chamber be- hind him, or rather, as he stood, upon his left ; and its use, and the strange figures he had seen seated about, all added to the sense of awe and mystery by which he was surrounded ; while the feeling of annoyance that he should have shrunk from meeting this man increased. Just then there was the faint drip of water as he had heard it before, followed by the whispering echoes; and, moved by the desire to know how near he was to what must be a deep well-like chasm, he stooped, felt about him, and his hand en- countered a good-sized fragment of the stone carving which had mouldered and been thrust by the root of some growing plant from the roof. He did not pause to think, but threw it from him, to hear it strike against stone. It had evidently missed what he intended, and he had turned to gaze again at the path, when he found that it had Q2 Gomiicbooks =