It struck Kendric that their delay would give him time for one other
thing and that that other thing would mean much more time gained later
on. He scooped up handful after handful of dirt and poured it into the
lever-hole in the boulder, filling it even with the surface. Thus, it
would not be readily detected and might never be noted. Then,
snatching up his rifle and the bag of food, he ran down the steps with
Betty. A thrust with his rifle barrel, and a quick jerk back, knocked
the wedge stone free and saved him his gun. The boulder toppled back
into place; the stairway and tunnel below were plunged into absolute
darkness.
Kendric caught Betty's hand.
"This way," he told her. "It's straight going and no danger for a
while. Rios, Zoraida! Stand where you are and wait for us or I'll
start shooting wild. Where are you?"
"Here," growled Rios, his voice indicating that he had gone no great
distance.
"And Zoraida?"
Zoraida did not answer. Kendric went on a step or two and then struck
a match. By its short-lived light he made out Zoraida standing close
to Rios. Then the flame burned out.
"Straight ahead," commanded Kendric. When there was no sound of a step
being taken, he drew Betty's hand through his arm so as to have both of
his hands free and went forward.
"I can hardly breathe," whispered Betty. He felt her hand tighten on
his arm. "It is getting terribly steep underfoot----"
He came to where Rios was and set the rifle barrel in the small of his
back.
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