You must have been sleeping jolly sound.

All of a sudden one of your lot yelled out that you were missing.

It was so hot then the fellows were all standing back, but old Tempest, almost before the chap had shouted, nipped into the middle of it, and made a dash for your cubicle.

My word! I wish I'd been there to see it! You were as good as done for when he collared you and hauled you out.

He fell with you half-way down the stairs, but Sharpe and Pridgin and one or two others caught him and fished him out with you over his shoulder.