And don't bother me; I'm
going to sleep."
"You are not. I want to talk. Now, they must want us for
something. They can't intend to eat us, because there isn't
enough to go around. And there is Desiree. What the deuce was she
doing up there without any clothes on? I say, Paul, we've got to
find her."
"With pleasure. But, first, how are we going to get out of
this?"
"I mean, when we get out."
Thus we rattled on, arriving nowhere. Harry's loquacity I
understood; the poor lad meant to show me that he had resolved
not to "whine." Yet his cheerfulness was but partly assumed, and
it was most welcome. My own temper was getting sadly frayed about
the edge.
We slept through another watch uneventfully, and when we woke
found our platter of fish and basin of water beside us. I
estimated that some seventy-two hours had then passed since we
had been carried from the cavern; Harry said not less than a
hundred.
However that may be, we had almost entirely recovered our
strength. Indeed, Harry declared himself perfectly fit; but I
still felt some discomfort, caused partly by the knife-wound on
my knee, which had not entirely healed, and partly, I think, by
the strangeness and monotony of our diet.
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