Henri Matisse La moulade

Henri Matisse La mouladeHenri Matisse Interior with PhonographHenri Matisse Decorative Figure on an Ornamental BackgroundHenri Matisse Blue Still LifeGeorges Seurat The Island of La Grande Jatte
Keep going! Keep going!’
They half‑fell, half ran down the steps, skidded unpleasantly on the seaweed at the bottom, and headed for the little archway that led to the wonderful prospect of living air and bright daylight. The torch was beginning to scorch Victor’s hand. He let it go. At least there had been no problems in the passage; if they kept to one wall and didn’t do anything stupid they couldn’t help but reach the door. And it must be dawn by now, which meant that it heap. Several large roof slabs had come down, bringing tons of broken rock with them. He pulled and pushed at one or two pieces, but this produced only further falls.
‘Perhaps there’s another way out?’ he said. ‘Perhaps you dogs could go and‑‘
‘Forget it, pal,’ said Gaspode. ‘Anyway, the only other way must be down those shouldn’t be long before they could see the light.Victor straightened up. This was pretty heroic, really. There hadn’t been any monsters to fight, but probably even monsters would have rotted away centuries ago. Of course it had been creepy, but really it was only, well, archaeology. Now it was all behind him it didn’t seem so bad at all . . .Laddie, who had been running ahead of them, barked sharply.‘What’s he saying?’ said Victor.‘He’s saying’, said Gaspode, ‘that the tunnel’s blocked.’‘Oh, no!’‘It was prob’ly your organ recital that did it.’‘Really blocked?’Really blocked. Victor crawled over the