I returned to my quarters by the minister's side, and presently from utter weariness fell into an uneasy sleep.
* * * * * I woke in the morning greatly refreshed for all the closeness of the air, and, the memory of the night's events returning, was much concerned as to the future.

I could not be fighting with Muckle John all the time, and I made no doubt that once his limbs were freed he would try to kill me.

The others were still asleep while I tiptoed over to his corner.

At first sight I got a fearsome shock, for I thought he was dead of suffocation.

He had worked the gag out of his mouth, and lay as still as a corpse.