At nine o'clock the guards, paid bravoes of the smug citizens who constitute the state, full of meat and sleep, were upon us.

Not only had we had no breakfast, but we had had no water.

And beaten men are prone to feverishness.

I wonder, my reader, if you can glimpse or guess the faintest connotation of a man beaten--"beat up," we prisoners call it.

But no, I shall not tell you.
Let it suffice to know that these beaten, feverish men lay seven hours without water.
At nine the guards arrived.