CHAPTER TWENTY NINE.
FINDING A TREASURE.
"Can't be time to get up yet," I thought, and I turned over on my soft bed.

It was too dark, and I was dozing off again when a loud snorting gasp made me start and throw off the clothes that lay so heavy on me.
Then I stopped short, trembling and puzzled.

Where was I?
It was very dark.

That was not clothes, but something that slipped and trickled through my fingers as I grasped at it.

My legs felt heavy and numbed, and this darkness was so strange that I couldn't make it out.
Was I asleep still?
I must have been to sleep--heavily asleep, but I was awake now, and--what did it mean?
A curious feeling of horror was upon me, and I lay perfectly still.