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"Surely, she cannot be lost!" exclai"

"No, no!" said Hilda, in great alar while since we have heard her voice!"

"Torches! torches!" cried Donatello desperately "I will seek her, be

the darkness ever so disuide held him back, and assured the their lost co at

the very top of their voices As the sound would go very far along these

close and narrow passages, there was a fair probability that Miriaht hear the call, and be able to retrace her steps

Accordingly, they all--Kenyon with his bass voice; Donatello with his

tenor; the guide with that high and hard Italian cry, which makes the

streets of Ro

farther than the united uproar of the rest--began to shriek, halloo, and

belloith the ut the

reader's suspense (for we do not particularly seek to interest hi it only on account of the trouble and strange

entanglement which followed), they soon heard a responsive call, in a

fenorina!" cried Donatello joyfully

"Yes; it was certainly dear Miriam's voice," said Hilda "And here she

coure of their friend was now discernible by her own torchlight,

approaching out of one of the cavernous passages Miriaerness and treirl, just