"The czar has declared that he will exchange no foreign officers who may be taken prisoners." "Very well, sir," Charlie said, fearlessly.

"He will be only punishing his own officers.

There are plenty of them in the King of Sweden's hands." The general, when this reply was translated to him, angrily ordered Charlie to be taken away, and he was soon lodged in a cell in the castle.

His head was still swimming from the effects of the blow that had stricken him down, and, without even trying to think over his position, he threw himself down on the straw pallet, and was soon asleep.
It was morning when he woke and, for a short time, he was unable to imagine where he was, but soon recalled what had happened.

He had been visited by someone after he had lain down, for a platter of bread and meat stood on the table, and a jug of water.