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cautiously round by the fowl runs in search of the rat-holes.
They skirted the giant nettles widely, for these huge weeds threatened
them with poison-thorns a good inch long. Then round beyond the gnawed,
dismantled stile they came abruptly on the huge cavernous throat of the
most westerly of the giant rat-holes, an evil-smelling profundity, that
drew them up into a line together.
"I hope they'll come out," said Redwood, with a glance at the
pent-house of the well.
"
If they don't--" reflected Bensington.
They will," said Redwood.
"
They meditated.
"We shall have to rig up some sort of flare if we do go in," said
Redwood.
They went up a little path of white sand through the pine-wood and
halted presently within sight of the wasp-holes.
The sun was setting now, and the wasps were coming home for good; their
wings in the golden light made twirling haloes about them. The three men
peered out from under the trees--they did not care to go right to the
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