CHAP. VII. 



THE CRATER BY NIGHT. 



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upwards, prepared for something dramatic, for a strong glow on 

 the under sides of the steam-clouds shewed that there was fire 

 below. Crawling and grovelling as the lip was approached, I bent 



eagerly forward to peer 

 into the unknown, with 

 Carrel behind, gripping 

 my legs. 



The vapours no longer 

 concealed any part of 

 the vast crater, though 

 they were there, drift- 

 about, as before. 



'' THERE WAS FIRE BELOW. 



