Then he looked at the weazened and repulsive old pair.
"Put me to the torture," he said.
Now the sardonic grin was unmistakable on die face of the chief.
"Not yet," he said, "but maybe later." Then he and the old pair left the hut, and presently food was brought to Paul, who, worn out by his trials, ceased to think about his future.

When he had finished eating he threw himself on the couch again, and slept heavily until the next day..