For all that dreadful night we saw or heard it no more.

Indeed, I began to hope that after all the bullet had reached some mortal part and that the great ape was dead.
At length, it seemed to be weeks afterwards, the dawn broke and revealed us sitting white and shivering in the grey mist; that is, all except Stephen, who had gone comfortably to sleep with his head resting on Mavovo's shoulder.

He is a man so equably minded and so devoid of nerves, that I feel sure he will be one of the last to be disturbed by the trump of the archangel.

At least, so I told him indignantly when at length we roused him from his indecent slumbers.
"You should judge things by results, Allan," he said with a yawn.

"I'm as fresh as a pippin while you all look as though you had been to a ball with twelve extras.