I can't believe they're gone yet." Then the man threw himself down upon the sacks, and broke into sobs.
Frank listened for half an hour till these gradually died away, and he knew by the regular breathing that his companion was asleep.

It was long after this before he himself closed his eyes.

The position did, indeed, appear a dark one.

Thanks to the offer of his companion, which he at once resolved to accept for a time, he would have a roof to sleep under.
But this could not last; and what was he to do?
Perhaps he had been wrong in not writing at once to Ruthven and his schoolfellows.

He even felt sure he had been wrong; but it would be ten times as hard to write now.