THE BOTTOM OF THE GULF
think you will be able to find that again. You can try back if you like. Now I come to think of it, you won't die of suffocation, but of starvation. Cuts my entertainment rather shorter than I had hoped, but I must put up with that.'
'I can't die like this,' sobbed Curtius.
'Courage and arms,' replied the voice, 'are the things which Rome holds most precious. Go on, my boy; you'll last some time yet.'
Then Curtius drew his sword, and went to look for the proprietor of the voice in order to slay him. But he didn't find him. He resumed his explorations.
In a few hours he was too weak to walk any further. He fell into a kind of doze, and when he woke again his arms had been taken from him.
'Where is my sword?' he exclaimed.
'I've got it,' replied the voice, this time from the roof of the
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