CHAPTER THIRTY.
HOW WE WERE RESCUED.
It is all confused at times as I try to recall it.

Some of our adventure stands out clear to me, as if it took place only yesterday, while other parts seem strange and dreamy, and I know now that we both dozed a great deal in the warm close place like a pair of animals shut up for their winter sleep.
We soon finished our food, for we were in such good hope of soon being dug out that we had not the heart to save a part of it in our hungry state.

Then we slept again, and woke, and slept again, till waking and sleeping were mixed up strangely.

The horror seemed to wear off a great deal, only when Shock started up suddenly and began talking loudly about something I could not understand, my feeling of fear increased.
How time went--when it was night and when it was day--I could not tell; and at last almost our sole thought was about what we should eat when we got out again.
At last I felt too weak and helpless to do more than lie still and try to think of a prayer or two, which at times was only half uttered before I dropped asleep.
Then I woke to think of Mr Solomon and the garden, and fell asleep again.

And then I recall trying to rouse up Shock, who seemed to be always sleeping; and while I was trying feebly to get him to speak to me again I seem to have gone to sleep once more, and everything was like being at an end.
At first I had suffered agonies of fear and horror.