He remembered it all, and he remembered his feelings of mad exultation at the thought of that fortune thrown into his hands.

He was no fool then, and he was no fool now.

Circumstances had been against him; the fortune was gone, but hope remained.
He shivered in the night air, and suddenly became aware of the intense darkness which, on the sun's departure, had closed in upon the river, blotting out the outlines of the opposite shore.

Only the fire of dry branches lit outside the stockade of the Rajah's compound called fitfully into view the ragged trunks of the surrounding trees, putting a stain of glowing red half-way across the river where the drifting logs were hurrying towards the sea through the impenetrable gloom.

He had a hazy recollection of having been called some time during the evening by his wife.