I hope he got away.
"This does not look like a prison.

I should say that it was a cellar, in the house of one of the gang that set upon me.

It is evident that someone has betrayed me, probably that Jew, Ben Soloman.

What have they brought me here for?
I wonder what are they going to do with me." His head, however, hurt him too much for him to continue the strain of thought, and, after a while, he dozed off to sleep.

When he awoke, a faint light was streaming in through a slit, two or three inches wide, high up on the wall.