One of the men addressed him suddenly and sharply in Swedish.
"How are you feeling?
Are you in pain?
We have come here to give you your freedom." Charlie was on his guard, and remained silent, with his eyes closed.
"It is of no use," Ben Soloman said in his own language.

"The fellow is still insensible.

The clumsy fool who hit him would fare badly, if I knew who he was.

I said that he was to be knocked down, silenced, and brought here; and here he is, of no more use than if he were dead." "He will doubtless come round, in time," another said in an apologetic tone.

"We will bring him round, if you will have patience, Ben Soloman." "Well, well," the other replied, "a few days will make no difference; but mind that he is well guarded, directly he begins to gain strength.