Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 5 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 593 pages of information about Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 5.

Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 5 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 593 pages of information about Library of the World's Best Literature, Ancient and Modern — Volume 5.

Now I could see those three rough arches, jagged, black, and terrible, and I knew that only one of them could lead me to the valley; neither gave the river now any further guidance, but dived underground with a sullen roar, where it met the cross-bar of the mountain.  Having no means at all of judging which was the right way of the three, and knowing that the other two would lead to almost certain death, in the ruggedness and darkness—­for how could a man, among precipices and bottomless depths of water, without a ray of light, have any chance to save his life?—­I do declare that I was half inclined to go away, and have done with it.

However, I knew one thing for certain, to wit, that the longer I stayed debating, the more would the enterprise pall upon me, and the less my relish be.  And it struck me that, in times of peace, the middle way was the likeliest; and the others diverging right and left in their further parts might be made to slide into it (not far from the entrance) at the pleasure of the warders.  Also I took it for good omen that I remembered (as rarely happened) a very fine line in the Latin grammar, whose emphasis and meaning is, “Middle road is fastest.”

Therefore, without more hesitation, I plunged into the middle way, holding a long ash-staff before me, shodden at the end with iron.  Presently I was in black darkness, groping along the wall, and feeling a deal more fear than I wished to feel; especially when, upon looking back, I could no longer see the light, which I had forsaken.  Then I stumbled over something hard, and sharp, and very cold; moreover, so grievous to my legs that it needed my very best doctrine and humor to forbear from swearing in the manner they use in London.  But when I arose, and felt it, and knew it to be a culverin, I was somewhat reassured thereby, inasmuch as it was not likely that they would plant this engine except in the real and true entrance.

Therefore I went on again, more painfully and wearily, and presently found it to be good that I had received that knock, and borne it with such patience; for otherwise I might have blundered full upon the sentries, and been shot without more ado.  As it was, I had barely time to draw back, as I turned a corner upon them; and if their lantern had been in its place, they could scarce have failed to descry me, unless indeed I had seen the gleam before I turned the corner.

There seemed to be only two of them, of size indeed and stature as all the Doones must be; but I need not have feared to encounter them both, had they been unarmed, as I was.  It was plain, however, that each had a long and heavy carbine, not in his hands (as it should have been), but standing close beside him.  Therefore it behooved me now to be exceeding careful; and even that might scarce avail, without luck in proportion.  So I kept well back at the corner, and laid one cheek to the rock face, and kept my outer eye round the jut in the wariest mode I could compass, watching my opportunity; and this is what I saw: 

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