“That’s right，” said the Marsh.wiggle， getting down on his ands and knees. “You keep a grip of my heels， Pole， and crubb will hold on to yours. Then we‘ll all be comfortable.” “Comfortable！” said Jill. But she got down and they rawled in on their elbows. It was a nasty place. You had o go flat on your face for what seemed like half an hour，though it may really have been only five minutes. It was hot. Jill felt she was being smothered. But at last a dim light showed ahead， the tunnel grew wider and higher， and they came out， hot， dirty， and shaken， into a cave so large that it scarcely seemed like a cave at all.
