Becky' said Tom. We must stay here. Near this river. this is our last candle. and....
He did not finish, but becky understood.
Tom?
yes, becky.
Are they going to come and look for us?
Of course! When the boat gets to St Petersburg
But how can they find us, in these hundreds of tunnels? Oh. Tom. Tom, We're going to die in here!
Becky began to cry again. Then the candle went out and they two children were in the dark. They sat for hours and hours. They slept a little. then works up. then slept again. Was it Sunday now? Or Monday?
suddenly Tom sat up. Listen! Somebody's calling!