When I had got through the strait, I found the roof rose higher up, I believe near twenty feet; but never was such a glorious sight seen in the island, I daresay, as it was to look round the sides and roof of this vault or cave—the wall reflected a hundred thousand lights to me from my two candles.
En las paredes se reflejaba la luz de mis dos velas multiplicada por cien mil. Me imaginaba que en la roca había diamantes u otras piedras preciosas, pero no lo sabía con certeza.