The scene presently seemed to swim before me, and at last, what with the heat and famine, I fairly swooned away.
When I came to, two curious faces were bent over me, and my bed was no longer the rocky cliff side, but the hard floor of a boat as it danced over the waves.
"He looks a likely lad," said one voice.
"He's safer with us than ashore," said another.

"I warrant he was put there to spy on us." "Come, lad," said the first speaker, shaking me not altogether roughly; "we have you safe this time." "'Deed, sir," said I, "as long as you give me some food you may do what you like with me." And with this I rolled over again and all grew dim.

When I opened my eyes next it was dark, and by the motion under me I guessed I was on the ship.

A lantern swung dimly overhead, and a loud snoring below me showed me I was not alone in my bunk.

What was of more interest just then, a piece of a loaf and some salt meat stood within reach of where I lay, and had evidently been put there for my use.